I adore deep frying. I just think it’s the best thing in the world. Ever. Not even the best way of cooking, but the best thing. I’ve never in my life had something deep fried and thought ‘Hmm, you know what, I think I would like this better if it was poached. Or boiled’. Nah, thanks. Gimme dat oil.
Memphis has some of the best food to offer in the whole of the U S of A, and that’s saying something as I would HAPPILY eat my way through all 50 glorious states. But Elvis’s hometown has some seriously good eating – and this burger bunned delight was just one of them.
Dyer’s on Beale Street is a guide book favourite. They’ve been using the same oil to deliciously dunk all their food in for the past, wait for it, 100 years! Apparently it’s filtered so it’s not as gross as your retching sounds might initially indicate but for a selling point, it’s not the, ummm, most hygienic one that comes to mind.
BUT, it has to be said, if that’s what 100 year old oil tastes like, then move over new can and bring me a Victorian fryer. It was darn divine. The burger was actually a classic diner double cheese, with super thin patties sweetly hugging two slices of Simpsons-toned American cheese in between. All covered in a soft bun duvet and served with a large fries and gallons of ice cold pink lemonade. What could be better!?
The burger itself was the most tender piece of beef I’ve had in a long, LONG time, and I like my meat. It just fell apart when you took a bite and all this for $6.95? GOD BLESS AMERICA. And God bless Memphis.