Mediterranean Lamb Burgers w/ Olive Tapenade and Feta Cheese


As they say… “When in Rome.”  Am I right?!

Well.  Ummm… I’m not ultimately confident in the legitimacy of historical accounts pertaining to Roman’s well-established diet of barbeque, craft brewski & devilishly handsome looking lamb burgers.  But, I ask the question…

If they could have would they have?  I can ONLY deduce that… Why yes, yes they would have devoured bbq, brew & burgs.

And, BOOM.  As I said… “When in Rome.”
Just let that math sink in while you apply your sweet loving gaze upon these glorious, fresh ground Omaha Steaks lamb burgers stuffed with Messinian Kalamata Olives, coarsely chopped spring onions, crumbled gorgonzola, feta & shaved parmesan cheese.

Mediterranean Lamb Burgers w/ Olive Tapenade and Feta Cheese

Mediterranean Lamb Burgers w/ Olive Tapenade and Feta Cheese

Grilled to tender, mouth-watering perfection. Laid over a bed of chopped baby spinach & an array of fresh heirloom tomatoes.  Topped with a gorgeous olive-garlic bruschetta. Then set between lightly buttered & toasted sourdough rolls… Moments before I took this entire plate of glorious meat, veggies & bread behind the woodshed for a quick lesson in, “WHO’S THE BOSS!”

Okay.  Enough chit chat.



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Mediterranean Lamb Burgers w/ Olive Tapenade and Feta Cheese

Mediterranean Lamb Burgers w/ Olive Tapenade and Feta Cheese


Rockstar-Style Closet-Boozing Maniac.


I swear.  Recently… EVERY time I’m preparing to go on television & purchasing groceries at the market… I, coincidentally, ALWAYS end up checking out with the SAME cashier.  No matter the day, time of day or cash register. SAME LADY.

Now this bit of serendipity has both it’s benefits & consequences:

BENEFIT – Small talk with a nice elderly lady every couple weeks.  Not horrible.

CONSEQUENCE – Whenever I’m scheduled on television, typically I’ll bring along significant volumes of alcohol to share new man-tastic beverage concoctions, of an adult-flavored nature.

That said, based upon a history of multiple 7-minute conversations, I’m 100% confident this cashier woman does NOT watch TV, access the internet, or participate in any form of social media.  At all.

Also, I’m 110% SURE I’ve never told her I cook on television… Or, for that matter, the food I’m purchasing is intended for television.

So.  Here’s my well-considered conclusion.  That cashier lady definitely thinks I’m a massive DRUNK.  Not your run of the mill alcoholic… But, a straight up rockstar-style, waking up outside on the back patio (with one shoe missing), closet-boozing MANIAC.


Why?  Because when she observes the sizable degree of beer cases, liquor bottles, & boxes of wine in my cart… without hesitation, in her sweet old voice, she inquisitively (with one eyebrow raised & a smidgen of concern in her tone) asks, “Throwing a Party??!”

And I ALWAYS reply, straight-faced… “No, ma’am.  Just thirsty this morning.

And… The.  Look. On. Her. Face = PRICELESS + HILARIOUS!

I should probably feel bad.  Maybe even just a little.  But, it’s all in the name of FUN!  Someday I’ll let her know.  But, for the foreseeable future I shall make it a point to pro-actively seek out my favorite cashier… And, ensure the continuation of this nonsensical grocery market shenanigans.

Okay.  Now.  Onto taste-testing, double-checking & preparing beverages for 2 segments tomorrow on NBC’s EightWest.  CHEERS & Happy Non-Labor Day!