Burger wars 2039No, it's natural outgrowth of living in a instant gratification consumer society. I've learned to give in immediately. If I suppress it, it grows and grows till I have one big giant burger jones...
I said I'd contact my Iowa SIL and pose this important question! I can't bear to edit his reply to me, so here it is in its entirety. Enjoy!
Burger wars 2041Nancy Young I never liked their food, but once in a while I stopped by their drive through for a cold drink. One night I...
"Needless to say, the "tenderloin question" has ignited an untold number of arguments, most of which spiral out of control into ugly observations about the typical Hoosier's ravaged DNA structure (or that matter of the missing chromosomes, the poor bastards). So I'll do my best to take the high road and leave it here: Indiana tenderloins are, at best, pale, feeble imposters to the impossibly delicious, legendary Iowa tenderloin. True, most outsiders would say a tenderloin doesn't amount to much ("they call this meat?") ... but it's our meat and there's nothing like biting into a crisp, nutritionally-inert genuine Iowa tenderloin. Preparation? Grease. And lots of it. Preferably suitable aged (okay, rancid). Then boil the oversized but paper-thin tenderloin into oblivion. Serve. Enjoy.
"There's probably more to it than that. But my one notable incident with a non-Iowa tenderloin was in Faribault, MN. I was on my way home with an Iowa family from the Twin Cities. To this day, I vividly recall how Volker Dube (his name) was enraged when the tenderloin he ordered -- gasp! -- actually revealed a troubling meat content and was uncharacteristically grease-filled due to that fact. When the unsuspecting server returned, Mr. Dube rose from his chair, grasped the sandwich and proceeded to wring the grease out in a theatrically-impressive display. Lousy Minnesota grease gushed from the pitiful "sandwich." Point made. Yes, we Iowans know the score when it comes to tenderloins." Dennis
and the beat goes on. Dora
