11 Month Burger-Free Streak Ends: Violetta

Broke it!

It's been 11 months since I last tackled that $21 burger, commencing a red-meat induced crazed obsessive crush on Grace's ridiculously hot sommelier. But a lot has changed since then: Greek Tutor GT got deported for mandatory Greek Military service, my beloved red Audi officially licensed "NTOMATA" (TOMATO in Greeklish) got totaled on the 405 by some nitwit, and I moved to Portland. Now living the car-less-polar fleecey-student life, the itching for a burger has come back. Either that or a gentle reminder from my 6-foot frame that I've been neglecting my 1,000% of-your-daily-iron-allowance pills for the last seven months. Whoops. Time to eat a burger.

And if I'm going to eat a burger, I'm going to do it right.

This was a big occasion and I wasn't about to blow it on a quarter pounder or some skanky T.G.I.Friday's thang. On the other hand, I didn't need no stinking fancy resturant to end my streak. Afterall, a burger is fast food. I would end it all at one of Portland's finest slow fast food joints: Violetta. A joint teamed with the city's parks and recreations located smack dab in the middle of Director Park in the city center. I was going to end it with a 1/2 lb grass feed, dry aged black angus beef patty from Highland Oak Farm in Scio, OR lodged between a brioche bun baked by Grand Central Bakery.

It's the burger Portlanders rave about. 

To start, I began with a glass of the juicy house red made for Violletta by local Torii Mor Winery.