By Märt Filed Under: bacon, cheddar, onion, pickle, venison
A burger is a sandwich. And an open-faced sandwich is a sandwich. So it stands to reason that an open-faced burger is a sandwich, too.
Especially if the burger includes thick-sliced, fatty bacon; pickled onions; black bread; and a venison patty. Also, when I say “fatty” bacon, I suspect you may not fully understand just how fatty I mean. This is a country where many bars and restaurants include, well, simply slices of pork fat on their menu. This particular bar/restaurant happened to serve its slice of pork fat attached to the rest of the slice of bacon, on top of a patty of venison, and below rings of pickled onion, with the whole kaboodle being on a slice of black bread. Fucking delicious.
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A burger is a sandwich. And an open-faced sandwich is a sandwich. So it stands to reason that an open-faced burger is a sandwich, too. Especially if the burger includes thick-sliced, fatty bacon; pickled onions; black bread; and a venison patty. Also, when I say “fatty” bacon, I suspect you may not fully understand just […]