I can’t really take credit for this recipe.
Not really at all. You see, I was flipping through one of my most favoritest magazines in the world, Fine Cooking, and came across this one recipe. It sounded simple, but yet it sounded soooo delicious. I didn’t stop thinking about it for a week. Have you noticed that all the things I can’t stop thinking about are all food? Well, I’ve noticed, and frankly, I have zero issues with it. Yum, food.
Anyways, back to the recipe. I finally had to make it. As it was cooking I couldn’t wait to chow. The bacon was crisp, the balsamic was smelling rich (or like smelly socks according to CJ. whatever.), and the onions were sooo soft and sweet. I got so caught up in the whole experience that I forgot to add the mustard, and I didn’t take the time to add spices to the burger meat. And you know what? It all turned out GREAT. More like I-can’t-believe-I-didn’t-do-this-sooner ahhhmazing.
Go make these now. Please. You’ll be happy you did. Promise.