Cheeseburger love
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If your immediate reaction to seeing lron Man (or maybe, given Robert Downey, Jr., they should have called it Ironic Man) was anything like mine was this past weekend, you’ve been desperately craving cheeseburgers -- along with those misplaced Black Sabbath CD’s and your own personal ICBM -- ever since walking out the theatre doors.
The marketing plug of the movie has Downey’s character, newly escaped from months of desert-cave imprisonment, celebrating his liberation by gobbling good old American fast food cheeseburgers. I don’t know about you, but if I’d just forged (literally) my own super hero suit, blasted myself out of the terrorist-occupied desert and finally made it back to my gazillions, I’d go for something a little more upscale.
Sang Yoon’s blissful burger (pictured above) at Father’s Office, say, with its caramelized onions, gooey mix of Gruyere and Maytag Blue and thatch of arugula (which is what I got for my post-movie fix, the new FO being right up my street). Or the Hungry Cat’s Pug Burger, loaded with bacon and bleu and so massive that it should have nascent action heroes as its target audience. Downey’s character should have sent out for the burger from 25 Degrees, or Chris Kidder’s burger at Literati II. Or, better yet, considering Tony Stark’s tax bracket, Michael Mina’s truffled-cheese-Kobe-burger from the Stonehill Tavern at Dana Point. Come on, he’s a billionaire arms dealer with his own quadrant of Malibu, wouldn’t he skip the drive-thru -- Thomas Keller’s obsession with In-N-Out notwithstanding -- and get LA’s best? Did I miss some burgers? Comment below. A girl can’t live on popcorn alone.
Father’s Office, 3229 Helms Avenue, Culver City. (310) 736-2224.
-- Amy Scattergood
