There’s still a little fog in the harbor leftover from this weekend. The end.
When my clothes are sticking to my aloe vera-drenched skin (does stickless aloe vera exist? Anyone, anyone?), I’m running dangerously low on Claritan, my hiking wounds are healing, I’m curled up in a ball while typing, you know that I’ve had a dern good weekend and that you’re getting a funky fresh burger out of it.
Certain recipes should appear like candygrams at your house. I wish I could candygram the crap out of these turkey burgers. Don’t be surprised if you hear a knock at the door and upon opening it, Paula Abdul’s song, Rush Rush begins to play and a southwest turkey burger saunters in and sits its cheeky self on your plate. If I could mass distribute this sight for sore eyes, you bet your bottom dollar I would!
And that says a lot considering I’m not into sharing food.
Since you didn’t complain about my photos of raw meat during my How to Braise Chicken post, I translated your polite silence into a desperate plea for more.
To make this gem, you sauté southwest goodies, smash them into large and in charge turkey burger patties, cook those suckers on a cast iron skillet, and that’s how your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. Ohhhh that’s foul. Get it, fowl? What a knee-slappin honky tonk we’ve got going up in here!
And if the southwest turkey burger patties don’t make you want to put on M.C. Hammer pants and throw down some Hammer time, the chipotle yogurt sauce will. My my my my. I like to use La Costena Chipotle Peppers in Adobo Sauce for all of my chipotle-ing needs. Using yogurt in place of cream or mayonaise is brilliant and healthy. Plus mayo is disgusting. Hail to the chipotle yogurt sauce, the sauce that makes a good burger gooderer.
During an (a? an? Have we decided if dubbelya is a vowel yet?) which-burger-did-you-like-better session, I learned that the man stack liked the southwest turkey burger better than the Lamb Burgers with Mint Pesto I made a little bit ago. Which is a decision I find impossible to make but when the man talks meat, you listen.
This is crazy. Make it!
Somthing’s missing, something’s missing….oh yeah, the wine!