I just spent several days at a work-related "retreat," reading, in my spare time, John T. Edge's latest book "Hamburgers & Fries: An American Story." While not in the least comprehensive (and he admits it; fries, in particular, gettting slighted), it's thoroughly enjoyable.
I second his recommendation of Oklahoma onion burgers. A few years ago, I distance-dated (loong story) a woman from OKC. During a trip to visit her, we passed Bunny's Onion Burgers.
"Um . . . what's a Onion Burger?" I inquired.
"Don't know," she said. "Never been there. It's been there since I was a child."
Of course, I decreed that we must stop.
A middle-aged woman (Bunny?) was at the counter.
"Ma'am," I said, "I'll have an onion burger with all the fixings."
She nodded, approvingly, and dipped her hand into a bucket at her feet, flinging thinly sliced onions onto a grill. Her other hand then palmed a fistful of ground beef, which she plopped onto to the onions.
Then, she produced a heavy, industrial-sized flipper that would've been perfectly at home at Farm and Fleet, and commenced to whooping the hell out of the griddling mound of onions and beef.
The result: wonderful and juicy burger, with crispy/carmelized onions, bun, lettuce, tomato, pickle, mustard. I'm glad I had paper towels in the car.
I often repeat this at home, in a cast-iron skillet or on my outside griddle.
My date is a distant memory, but I'll forever be in love with Bunny's Onion Burgers.
To toast John T. Edge, tonight's dinner is a classic burger from Mike's Ale House: 1/2-pound, hand-formed, medium-rare, on toasted bun, with mustard, onions, tomato, and pickle.
Mike's Ale House
5134 W. Irving Park
773-685-2260
Mon.-Sun.: 11 a.m.-2 a.m.
delivery:
Mon.-Thurs.: 4-10 p.m.
Fri.-Sat.: 4-11 p.m.
Sun.: 3-10 p.m.
Hamburgers & Fries: An American Story
Cheers,
Wade
"Remember the Alamo? I do, with the very last swallow."