I Am The Chubby Gnome

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The Mysterious (and Fictional) History of the Pastrami Burger

Once in the old country there was a jewish man who wanted to try ham, but the laws of kosher being such, he could not try the magical ham. But it stuck with him. He went to learn the dark magic of brining and smoking and on a dark and stormy night he smoked his prime beef and pastrami was born.

It later came to the new world and was brought strength by the delicatessens. Jews and everyone alike were captivated by this delicious creation.

Then in in the western plains of utah a Greek-American man boiled it and put it on his famous burger. And thus it was forged! In the charbroiled fires of fatty amazing. The Pastrami Burger! It traveled to many resturants til it came to the little township of magna were one great morman man perfected the ideal combination for this burger forged in tradition and tasty.

Pastrami everywhere...

So we're starting off burgers.  Awesome.  I love burgers.  I know a few who don't, but they're all weirdos.

Thing is, I don't really eat burgers all that often.  On occasion though, there's nothing better in the world.  On occasion, it's the only thing that will really satisfy.

We focused this time specifically on the Pastrami Burger.  I don't really know the genesis or history of the pastrami burger.  I don't know how or why this particular food item happened, but here it is...and thank all the crazy gods for it.

The Pastrami Burger

When I was little, on Fridays we would go to a little hut that made burgers and fries. My father would always  ALWAYS get a pastrami burger. I can remember (vaguely) the first time I ordered one on those special nights that we got to eat the Grub Box. It was so big and tasted so good. I felt like such a grown up. Years later when I started a food blog, the very one you're reading in fact, I wanted to start with a food that was near and dear to me. Give me the chance to share the passion I have for food and show what it is this whole thing is about. So I went back to those thoughts of the little boy and the big burger and this is where we begin.

They Call Me Chef Fatty (spoken with a fake french accent)

People say that you should never trust a skinny chef, and though I am not saying that weight has anything to do with good cooking. skinny is something you would never accuse me of. Even before I went to culinary school I loved food and food reality television (Go Iron Chef Geoffery Zachrian!).

What is the style of my cooking I hear you ask? Well it would best be described as rustic with a twist. (The Fat Kid calls it Experimental Comfort food) I find that food, whether it is simple or complicated, needs a perfect balance for it to truly sing. I once took two months to perfect my garlic bread recipe.

Now there is a misconception that all chefs only like fancy food. True chefs like all types of food. From the cheap to expensive all food has its place. The one thing we can all agree on food is that it brings us all together and unites all of humanity. Besides being good, it also brings culture and goodness to everyone it touches. To our fat and skinny kids alike we hope that you can be a fat kid with us.

I'm the Token Skinny Guy

Truth is I'm not THAT skinny, but in comparison to other contributors, I'm the token skinny guy.

 Also, I'm not a foodie.  Don't get my wrong I LOVE food.  Just as much as anybody, but my tastes aren't as discerning.  I don't really watch food or cooking shows.  I can throw some crap in a pot and see what happens.  Sometimes its even delicious.

I know how to cook, but rarely do.

I'll eat pretty much anything that's put in front of me.  Some things bring me more joygasms than other things, but I'll eat almost all things without complaint.

I do know how to form and offer an opinion though, and I'm very happy to be part of a place that allows me to do two of my favorite things.  Eat, and talk about the things I eat.

 This promises to be an exciting little voyage.  I can't wait to eat all the things, and then tell you all about it, and how you should have been there.

I am the Fat Kid

Welcome! I'm starting a food blog. If you know me then you likely know I've been contemplating this for longer then I care to admit to. (That means it's been awhile)  But look at me putting stuff on the internet.

But anyway, I'm the Fat Kid. I say that because I'm a big old fat guy. I know a thing or two about food. My mother taught me most of the basics and both my brother and his best friend (all who may show up here at some point) are in culinary school and between that and a deep and passionate love of food network competition shows I may have gained some knowledge about what the hell I'm talking about.

In all that watching and talking about food I have absorbed by sorcerous osmosis perhaps, a pretty refined understanding of food. On this blog I'm planning on right about the delicious food I eat. Also the horrible stuff I choke down cause why the hell not? It's in arm reach.

See you in the chow line.

-The Fat Kid