Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Who puts eggs on a burger?

The K.G.B burger and garmesean frites.

There's no doubt that people in Louisiana are a little different.

Not different in a bad way, but definitely different.

Maybe it's the French influence, maybe it's living life in hurricane alley, maybe it's the 110 percent humidity ... I'm not sure, but these folks have a different way of looking at life, and to be honest, I love it.

My co-worker Scott Braucher
never stops working.
So, when the group I'm working with this week suggested we dine at Curbside today and have us a K.G.B. burger, I followed their lead.

One cool thing about working at The Advocate is that each day, they have another food vendor serve lunch in the parking lot. Employees start lining up well before noon to partake of that day's offering. When we were here a couple of weeks ago, I remember them raving about Curbside and their K.G.B. Burger.

What makes a plain old hamburger into a K.G.B. burger?

Why the fried egg on top, of course! Oh, and the praline bacon (but more on that in a minute).

I have to admit, I've been all over the country, but I've never heard of putting an egg on a hamburger (not that there's anything wrong with that).

Someone apparently thought a big juicy hamburger wasn't messy enough, and that it might be a good idea to put an over-easy egg on top. That way, when you bite into it, you can have egg yolk spray all over your shirt.

To be honest, I'm not sure how much the egg actually added to the sandwich. It definitely didn't hurt, but I'm not going to rush home and start adding eggs to all my hamburgers.

The praline bacon is another matter.

As if bacon by itself isn't good enough, I now know that it should be coated in a mixture of brown sugar, butter and cream to give that salty goodness a twist of sweet decadence. I'm not sure who came up with that idea, but I tell you, he or she was a genius.

Curbside packages their burgers with fresh frites (fries), and I chose the garmesean frites covered in garlic and parmesean cheese, and a warm diet Coke.

I'm not sure how you find the Curbside Truck on any given day, but it would be worth it to drive around town until you spot the beat-up panel truck and brave the long lines. They have several other burger models if fried eggs aren't your thing. Frankly, by themselves, the burgers are darn good, but when you add that bacon, you'll want to move to Louisiana and become a part of the Who Dat Nation.


  1. Glad you enjoyed your K.G.B. After you've gone, I'd be more than happy to scarf one down in your honor anytime; just let me know!

  2. Welcome to the deep south, where our food is one of the most influential aspects of your day/life. Where to eat, what to eat, fingers or forks...these are all thoughts that we don't take lightly!


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