I wanted to goto Napa Valley Burger yesterday in Sausalito, CA but got tied up with other things. That reminded me of the greatest burger I’ve ever had at Au Cheval. Located a block from my condo in Chicago on the corner of Randolph & Halsted in the heart of the West Loop, this place is an absolute gem. Once it opened and after my first visit, I’d eat there at least once a week. And always the same thing- their magnificent burger, grilled to perfection, topped with a couple strips of thick cut bacon and a fried egg. Cutting it in half would ooze the tender yolk. Then it was heaven biting down that first bite to the last. The once-a-week assault onto my heart seemed like a worthy exchange. It probably wasn’t, and it’s probably good that I’m no longer tempted with the allure if its proximity, but there are times I dream about it. In these dreams, Taylor does not win the battle for my food, at least not where this burger is involved.
(Their take on the General Tsao’s chicken is also undeniably decadent.)