Hamburger and a Glass of Dry Red

A loaded up hamburger is a favorite meal. The angus patties at Sam’s are about six ounces each, cook beautifully, and are much to my taste. Now in +Time though, Bubba cuts one in half, enjoys half this meal without cheese anymore, with a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Shiraz, Pinot Noir, Chianti, Malbec, Zinfandel, ...  

Enjoy the other half tomorrow. A glass of red.

Besides “I’m alive!” another bit of good news at Cleveland was “You are anemic: eat beef. Eat protein.” It didn’t take long to overcome the anemia. Steaks, hamburgers. The problem with beef is still and nevertheless cholesterol, animal fat. 

Joe lives in a warm, friendly neighborhood in Winston-Salem. Friends and neighbors get together all the time for supper, barbecues, cook-outs. Recently the couple across the street had Joe over for hamburgers. A vegan, Claudia cooked and served Black Bean Burgers. Joe recommended them, so Linda bought a package of Morningstar Farms Spicy Black Bean Burgers. 

We each had one for lunch yesterday, cooked like a hamburger. Fixed up like any hamburger, they were tasty. If Linda hadn’t told me what it was, it would have passed for beef. Mine was even pink, looked a bit rare. Must have been the red peppers or beets.

Put mine on a whole wheat bun.
Glass of dry red.

Hold the chips. 

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