Cheeseburger Haiku - Paul's Da Burger Joint

I don't know who Paul is, but I like his Da Burgers. Today on the burger blog, the featured burger is the St. Mark's Burger from Paul's Da Burger Joint at the corner of St. Mark's Place and 2nd Avenue.

I think I should start this post by mentioning that any burger self applying the moniker of 'Da Burger' has lofty expectations to live up to--at least in the eyes of this cheeseburger haiku-er. Well, let me tell you that dis da burger was da bomb. Smothered in American cheese and covered with grilled mushrooms and onions, this was 8 oz. of pure badass burger. This thing was so sloppy that no mortal could woof it down without a heavily greased pile of wimpy napkins, or staining his denim so much as to give even Mr. Clean cause to scratch his melon and go 'Hmmm.'  One time Thor son of Odin tried to eat a burger from Paul's and he left the place with two grease gauntlets running all the way up the back of his hairy arms; after leaving his fingers were so greasy that he couldn't even manage to hold his grip on Mjollnir. In short, Thor was not worthy enough after eating a da burger from Paul's Da Burger Joint. What chance would I, a mere burger aficionado--or anyone for that matter--have against this beefy beast?



There is only one way to eat a burger of this magnitude, and that is to woof it down. That's exactly what I did. I woofed and I woofed and I woofed the burger down. Then I sat back, cradled my belly and said "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhgarblegarblegarbleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhburpfart." Just like that. Apparently a common sound in Da Burger Joint, as the waitress came and handed me a hot towel. Okay, I'm fibbing about the hot towel thing, but the sound is more or less approximate.

As you've by now discerned, da burger was spectacular. This was definitely my type of burger place and I'm definitely coming back to try some of the other offerings on the menu. The price was right here, you get what you pay for (and more).

No beer was consumed with this burger. I had two cokes instead. This burger requires copious amounts of liquid to wash down, and since it was technically my breakfast, I opted out of the beer pairing. If I had to pick a beer, I'd probably go with something lighter like a pilsner.