Ex-pat Texan A.G. Pasquella, whom I’ve known since 1992 (we went to Crazy Go Nuts University together) is searching Accordion City for the perfect burger — “the burger of his youth”. He’s visiting burger places and writing reviews at his new blog, Burger Quest.
In his introductory post, he writes:
I’ve got a craving for a hamburger, and not just any hamburger: the Texas-style hamburger of my rapidly receeding youth. There’s a line in the movie Barcelona about “this delicious hamburger of memory,” and that’s exactly what I want. It might be intangible– it might be impossible– but over the course of one summer I will scour the streets of Toronto on a Quest for that elusive Perfect Burger. I will leave no burger unturned: chain restaurant burgers, gourmet burgers, burgers from the greasiest of the greasy spoons… I will try them all, hoping to catch a taste– just a taste– of my Texas Childhood.
If blogging by Texans living away from home seeking the food of their youth appeals to you, check out the Homesick Texan, whose blog I pointed to in my earlier entry about chicken fried steak.
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