The best burger I ever had was in New York. I can’t remember then name of the place, or even where it was but it had an autographed picture of Regis Philbin on the wall with a comment on how much he loved the burger there.

On to the burger:

That first bite… oh, what heaven that first bite is. The bun, like a sesame freckled breast of an angel, resting gently on the ketchup and mustard below, flavors mingling in a seductive pas de deux. And then...a pickle! The most playful little pickle!

Then a slice of tomato, a leaf of lettuce and a...a patty of ground beef so exquisite, swirling in your mouth, breaking apart, and combining again in a fugue of sweets and savor so delightful. This is no mere sandwich of grilled meat and toasted bread- This is God, speaking to us in food.