It was a happy, happy day last week, because for the first time since this long, hard, relentless winter started one billion years ago, it was actually warm enough to crank up the old grill and cook some cheeseburgers. The Southern husband was happy. The teenager was happy. The dog was deliriously happy, because she is convinced that if she waits long enough, one day someone is going to grill her a cheeseburger instead of just dumping another cup of kibble into her dish. A dog can dream...
Anyway. This momentous occasion seemed to call for something other than your normal wonderful cheeseburger. Something adventurous. Something celebratory. Something involving a little, well, alcohol. Take another look at that picture up top...see that scrumptious sauce oozing down the burger? Let's just say that is special sauce. Very special. As in, contains just the right hit of vodka in it.
Still with me? Here's what happens: you mix up some ketchup, some mayo, a little mustard, and a little roasted garlic. And then you add...wait for it...about 4-5 tablespoons of vodka. (If you are a responsible parent like me, you hold back some of the sauce in a separate dish for your underage teenager. More spiked-ness for the old folks).
Now grill up those burgers however you like 'em, and don't forget to toast the buns. (Note: you can definitely add in the cheese the way you usually do, but I like to take the top bun after it is toasted, lay the cheese on it and nuke it for about 20 seconds, so the cheese is adhering to the bun and not the burger. But you be you, cheese-wise.)
- 1/2 cup mayonnaise
- 1 tablespoon Dijon mustard
- 1 1/2 tps roasted garlic
- 3/4 cup ketchup
- 5 tablespoons vodka
- 2 1/2/ pounds ground beef
- 6 hamburger rolls
- 6 slices cheddar cheese
- sliced pickles
