Pornburger... Sounds a little dirty, right? Maybe even a bit naughty? Good. Welcome, perverts. This is not health food, nor is it chock-full of recipes. Rather, it's a year long venture into the dark arts of hamburgery.
Breakfast for dinner? F*ck that. This is breakfast for winner. Be advised, periods of prolonged staring could lead to potential heart failure and/or unruly beard growth. Please consult with your family physician before consuming this brawny biscuit burger. That said, there are certainly worse ways to go than death by burger.
I might be biased, but I'm pretty sure burgers are an aphrodisiac. Then again, what do I know? For me, sexy food is: adventurous, exotic, rare, and flavor vibrant. This seasoned lamb heart tartare, with an ocean-fresh sardine aioli, earthy beet chips, creamy quail egg, trout roe, and herb salad, meet all of the above credentials. Cupid might be an ass man, but I aim for the heart.
Dunking a duck fat fry into a creamy milkshake might just be my happy place... Throw in booze and a malted bistro burger, sandwiched in an airy gougre, and I'm high-fiving everything that moves. How 'underful'.
This mythical beast of a burger is all muscle splendor on top and hot tail on bottom. Nesting upon crunchy shrimp toast and seaweed salad, sits a juicy furikake-seasoned burger, bathed in an uni beurre blanc and adorned with capers, pickled fennel, and a fresh radish salad. This is one merman thats comfortable being equal parts surf and turf.
Fried macaroni and cheese, jerk rubbed bacon, lobster, mic drop.
This is a classic case of a racy burger flown a-fowl: A duck confit burger, scandalously dressed in fried chicken hearts, smothered in fig catsup, and bedded on a creamy spread of chicken liver pt. This is certainly one bird you wont be bringing home to umami and daddy.
I know, I know. With a name like Bambi, its easy to make assumptions. Well, Ive got three words for you. Slow. Your. Roll What else would you call a seasoned venison patty, smothered in melted taleggio cheese, creamy sauce chasseur (hunter sauce), quick pickle beets, pan-fried spam, and sandwiched between two buttery buns?