Mmm...more burgers

A few days ago, I went with Jess and her friend Alex to eat at The Counter in Palo Alto...a place that specializes in letting people order build-your-own burgers. This beauty had juicy beef, sharp provolone, pickles, lettuce, ketchup, bacon and carmelized onions on it. Jess went wild and ordered hers with tzatziki sauce on it...it's a good thing I don't live here because I would truly come every day just to try a different combination of toppings and sauces.

Fat Tuesday

So although my last name is Pierski, I do not celebrate Fat Tuesday by running down to the nearest bakery for finely crafted Paczki (Polish jelly filled donuts) but instead stuff my face with, you guessed it, French fries. These fries came with a humongous sandwich at Honeypie in Bay View, where the portions are all humongous...see conversation below for reference.

Me: "This plate is, like, 12 inches wide. That's a lot of platage..."
My boyfriend: "Especially when your food is piled 6 inches high"

I think you get the idea.

Hard at Work

Some of my favorite things- my roommate Brian in the kitchen where he works and a basket of french fries...kind of awesome.

Kansas City Beef

I went to visit Mama D in Kansas City over the weekend. Knowing my obsession for cheeseburgers, she made a smart choice and took me to lunch at J Alexander's, a local restaurant that has delicious well-done fare as well as one of the best burgers in town. Other than wanting to slather ketchup all over it (perhaps a second obsession), I enjoyed it thoroughly. You can see below just how much I enjoyed it...just call me a member of the clean plate club.

Gift from my Co-Worker Ale

This is how I know that my burger and fries addiction has become a bad office joke.

Picture of an Addict

French fries at Milwaukee's French ethnic festival, Bastille Days. I'm a well-known french fry lover and addict.

I'll Not Be Defeated!

Kelly "contemplates her enemy" as she says. It's only one little french fry, but she's giving it one evil glare.