Dear double cheeseburger from Laura Lee's,

I know we've only just met, but I can’t stop thinking about you. You are, by far, the most perfect cheeseburger I’ve had the pleasure of eating in recent memory—and maybe ever. In a world of overly thick gastroburgers piled high with foraged tubers and doused in aiolis du jour, its a bold choice to go with two thin patties covered in melty American cheese. Simple and perfect. And your bun! Ah! The bottom half dissolved into a thin layer of sweetness—just enough to hold things together—after only a few bites.

Cheeseburger, you made my night. I you’re willing, I’d like to see you again—and soon.

Respectfully yours,
Ross Catrow