Sunday Afternoon Burgers
Sultry August heat. We spend the day out of doors, where it is cooler than inside our 1927 apartment. We comiserate with neighbors. We practice stillness. We make these hamburgers in a cast iron skillet:
Fried onion strings, Spanish goat cheese, yellow garden tomato, avocado, arugula, ketchup.
Sunday burgers were a tradition of my childhood. I understand why now. The beef is in the freezer, and everything else is on hand and easy. Dad pressed and grilled the thickest burgers on the block. Mine are not so hefty.