A&W’s Grandma Burger

Last year, I did a blog about the A&W Burger Family and I joked about why isn’t there a Grandma Burger….

Well, they’ve made a Grandma burger – a tasty beefy patty with onions and horseradish sauce on a melt in your mouth bun and tastes like more.

This burger does something to you – like how Barbie makes you feel like no other doll ever could. I don’t often go through drive thrus but this burger doesn’t let you wait to get home, it wants to be eaten right away, don’t even leave the parking lot. Eat me right now!

So you do, your fingers clutch at the hotness, steamily pulling back the bright foil wrapper to release a steam of beefy goodness.

There’s a softness to the bun that it molds to your hand, and it beacons to your lips, tongue moistened and open. The homey smell of roast, onions and the sharp promise of horseradishy goodness to cut the saltiness of the juices.

Wasabilishious.

Chewing and reducing the perfect balance of bun to patty to onions with the creamy tangy finish, juices and saliva running down your esophagus to let your stomach know that pure joy is enroute.

So tempting to just dive head first into the burger, filling every part of your mouth at once, but it’s too good to rush, and you force yourself to take smaller, human sized bites. Letting the textures play and interact on your tongue, contentedly marveling in the heady fragrance, the meaty goodness, the pure chewing satisfaction.

I just had no idea that a rapidly prepared burger could taste so good, so decadent, so completely and sensually immersive.

8 thoughts on “A&W’s Grandma Burger

  1. Interesting about Newfoundland. Black pudding is a cold weather food. I sometimes have it as a treat before I go the football match. Root beer is a great name for a drink but I found it a disappointment when I went to the States. Probably because I am a beer drinker and was not expecting a soft drink. England has now been colonised by the States so we drink the global soft drinks ie coca cola etc. When I was a child we used to have soft drinks with names as good as root beer. My favourite was Dandelion and Burdoch, We also used to call soft drinks ‘pop’. Don’t ask me why.

    • Soda Pop – I think because the cap used to make a pop sound when you opened it. I rarely drink soda, when I do, it’s the more natural fruit flavors or root beer. I used to love grape soda the best.

      But yea, American products are colonizing other nations…..

  2. It may be delicious but compared to the North England delicacy the black pudding sandwich it is a little puritanical. I am not sure if black pudding is a delicacy in Canada but, just in case it is not, it consists of dried pigs blood mixed with blobs of fat compressed into a sausage. This can be either fried or boiled. The French tend to boil it and serve with mustard and a glass of red wine. There is a reference to black pudding in The Outsider, the existential novel by Camus. But the English working class like it fried and slapped between two large slices of buttered bread and served with a hot cup of strong but milky tea. If you really want cholesterol overload you can fry the bread. This you should do at least once in your life.

    • If it’s a delicacy anywhere in Canada, it would be Newfoundland – where The Spouse calls home (and I can’t understand her when she gets her Newfie on).

      I do love yorkshire puddings, toad in the hole and bangers & mash, we have some British Style pubs that are fun.

      But yeah, what you eat in one country can vary.

      I’ve never forgotten my Icelandic grandmother giving me, at age 10, a salted herring, complete with head and tail on a single slice of pumpernickel bread, looking down at the fish and thinking “No Canadian kid would eat that”

      And, i didn’t, my grandfather saw me make a face and he said he’d eat it if I wouldn’t, and that I couldn’t have anything else. So I skipped lunch, visited the grandparents a while and went home to make myself a nice grilled cheese sandwich.

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