"She took me to the garden... (P.2)
...where I guess they grow the burgers..." (shout out to DC Talk)
With a trunk now full o' veggie-ish junk we decided lunch was in order. Red Robin was a mere 2 blocks away and our stomachs mere moments away from french-fry satisfaction. Once our butts were firmly planted in booth seats and our eyes had canvased the menus, we conferred that one meal should be shared between us. Not due to light appetites mind you, as DeLands are born with hearty cravings.
But, given Red Robin's promise of unlimited fries and our desire to keep down expenses we knew 1/2 a burger each would do. We settled on a garden burger since Abby doesn't care for beef burgers and I don't care for sun-dried tomatoes nor bruschetta both featured in the chicken burger she'd suggested.
It's a funny thing. Abby and I agree on what to buy at at the grocery store when the munchies hit, but sit us down in a restaurant and it's difficult to share a meal. We did agree, however on the impact of the Gardenburger.
"Not bad, but not as good as I'd hoped." I said. She nodded.
I had high expectations of the thing given a few reviews I'd heard recently. This wasn't my first introduction to burgers from the garden, but it's been a few years and there are some products that deserve another look or try from time to time. The patty tasted of oats, rice and had a real nice spicyness, but it wouldn't have done the trick if I'd had a true burger craving.
I am a huge fan of the recent King County regulations that stipulate nutrition information must be supplied at all chain eateries. We gandered at the stats on the Gardenburger--about 600 calories given we'd added a slice of cheese on top of ours. Half of that wasn't too bad for a lunch, but we each would go on to finish two servings of fries dipped in ranch dressing. We didn't bother doing the math to assess the damage on that indulgence.
Having the deets on the stuff that goes into your pie hole doesn't guarantee great decisions. But every step in a healthier direction is good, right?
The cost was about $8 each, a bit high for 50% of a meal and the most I'd spent in a little while given my new attempts to curb spending. But not bad for an outing with the sister and we can't argue we didn't walk away full.
To be continued...
With a trunk now full o' veggie-ish junk we decided lunch was in order. Red Robin was a mere 2 blocks away and our stomachs mere moments away from french-fry satisfaction. Once our butts were firmly planted in booth seats and our eyes had canvased the menus, we conferred that one meal should be shared between us. Not due to light appetites mind you, as DeLands are born with hearty cravings.
But, given Red Robin's promise of unlimited fries and our desire to keep down expenses we knew 1/2 a burger each would do. We settled on a garden burger since Abby doesn't care for beef burgers and I don't care for sun-dried tomatoes nor bruschetta both featured in the chicken burger she'd suggested.
It's a funny thing. Abby and I agree on what to buy at at the grocery store when the munchies hit, but sit us down in a restaurant and it's difficult to share a meal. We did agree, however on the impact of the Gardenburger.
"Not bad, but not as good as I'd hoped." I said. She nodded.
I had high expectations of the thing given a few reviews I'd heard recently. This wasn't my first introduction to burgers from the garden, but it's been a few years and there are some products that deserve another look or try from time to time. The patty tasted of oats, rice and had a real nice spicyness, but it wouldn't have done the trick if I'd had a true burger craving.
I am a huge fan of the recent King County regulations that stipulate nutrition information must be supplied at all chain eateries. We gandered at the stats on the Gardenburger--about 600 calories given we'd added a slice of cheese on top of ours. Half of that wasn't too bad for a lunch, but we each would go on to finish two servings of fries dipped in ranch dressing. We didn't bother doing the math to assess the damage on that indulgence.
Having the deets on the stuff that goes into your pie hole doesn't guarantee great decisions. But every step in a healthier direction is good, right?
The cost was about $8 each, a bit high for 50% of a meal and the most I'd spent in a little while given my new attempts to curb spending. But not bad for an outing with the sister and we can't argue we didn't walk away full.
To be continued...
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