My date yesterday took me to Melt and I got the sandwich special I wanted, The Glazed and Very Confused Donut Bacon Burger Melt, finally.
Steak burger, hickory bacon, a glazed donut, herb cream cheese, sweet berry jalapeno jam, then dipped in donut batter and deep fried and sprinkled with powdered sugar. AKA HEART ATTACK SAMMICH!
We split the monster, but I kind of regret not having my typical half leftover sandwich for today’s meal. I also kind of want to make that berry jalapeno jam my last meal, I’d spoon fuck the shit out of that stuff right now.
Lisa and I are in Cleveland at the famous Melt. This place is so “hip” we had to wait a fuck load of time just to be seated, okay like an hour and half, but it’s OHIO for fucks sake. The music, the atmosphere and the boys with tattoos totally made the wait doable.
Let me show you my gourmet grilled cheese sammie, The Parmageddon…
It is a homemade potato & cheese pierogi, fresh napa vodka kraut, grilled onions, sharp cheddar.
I may only eat out once every few months now, but shit like this makes the future heart attack I may suffer worth every bite.
Also, NOM motherfucking NOM.