Burger Heaven #2: Captain Cafe
Captain Café

Let me preface by warning that the following images and words may cause a sudden urge for grease, meat and all things that may involve a side of french fries.
Working in the great city of New York, one is surrounded by endless amounts of places to grab a bite to eat. However, some days, there are urges that are far stronger than others and thus narrow down your list. This past Friday, a coworker had suggested this hole in the wall diner he came across that offered one of “the best burgers” he had ever eaten. You know what came next: a combination of my eyes lighting up and slight drizzle of drool coming down the side of my lip.
“Let’s do it.”
Nothing says “It’s Friday” more than a good dose of New York grease wrapped in the form of a delicious burger. We took the short stroll down from the office to the corner of East 32nd Street (between Madison and South Park Ave) and walked into this tiny spot that was dubbed the “Captain Café”. We walked in to find an enthusiastic cook ready to bestow smiles across our faces the only way he could: serving up some BIG and traditional American burgers.

I tried opening the menu but once the cook knew that it was my first time there, he gave me no option when it came to my selection: The Burger Special. Anticlimactic? Perhaps, but don’t sell it short just yet. 8 minutes and $10 later, my perfectly cooked medium rare monster was hand delivered. Ok, here’s where it gets good. (I was serious about the warning at the top of the page, please find the nearest napkin to wipe the drool from your mouth).
Let’s start with the burger. Hold your hand out in front you, and stretch your fingers as far apart as you can, and that my friend was the size of this bad boy. Perfectly melted cheddar provided a solid base for what was about to come.
Bacon. Who doesn’t like bacon? But let me emphasize that this was no regular bacon. My friends, I can easily say that I have never experienced bacon in such a delicious way: perfectly thick, greasy and crispy. If you don’t stray from these requirements, your bacon too shall provide the happiness that I experienced on this Friday afternoon.
The Captain, (the chef) didn’t skimp out too, he laid 4 thick slices of bacon carefully yet perfectly that eventually sank into the melted cheddar at the bottom of the burger. Of course the usual suspects such as lettuce and tomato were there too (I opted to take out my tomato, so I can fully enjoy the other flavors).

Now you might be wondering, ok, well you got a bacon cheeseburger. Incorrect. Two words: Onion Rings. Now, I’m not the biggest advocate of onion rings but let me just make this clear. There a distinct taste that only comes out of the perfect combination of meat, bacon, cheese, onion rings and ketchup that can’t be put into words. Top it off a nice pickle and mayo (I highly recommend it) and you will be in burger heaven.
Oh yeah there’s more. This monstrosity comes with a side of fries that would make any proud Idaho native proud. Thickly cut and perfectly salted, these fries provided the final knock out punch.
And there you have it ladies and gents. There’s something about a big and greasy burger that reminds us all that we live in America. So grab the nearest stack of napkins, because this one is going to get messy.

-Fabs


