I drove home after the party, so I didn’t drink that night. What about it sounds so unappealing? It’s not a cooking process that would have occurred to me, but when they described it it sounded okay (and was pretty good, as mentioned). Disgust or horror wouldn’t have occurred to me even if I hadn’t tried them.
Rare steak great. Rare burgers is an off putting vision. I find most BBQ sauce way too sugary but don’t mind a nice glaze of it if it’s a really good sauce. What you are describing sounds almost like a BBQ sauce soup or stew. It’s like a crockpot of ketchup - blech!
Not going to argue over taste, to each their own, but man, my stomach literally turns thinking about this. I think this would be a very polarizing dish.
Oh, that’s fair enough. The reason I mentioned the rarity of the burgers is that they kept cooking in the barbecue sauce; if the host had cooked them to medium or more, they would have been unpleasantly well done after the crock pot. As is, I think cooking them fairly rarely ended up with a medium-ish, maybe a bit more, doneness. They were not rare at the point of consumption.
Your point about the sugariness is entirely valid. I don’t have a refined palate now and I certainly had less of one then, but I don’t remember the burgers being overly sugary, even though I have objected to the sugar level in barbecue sauces I’ve encountered in the past. Perhaps it was the brand of sauce. In fact, given the person cooking them, it might have been a homemade one (but I can’t guarantee that). The sauce was definitely not ketchup-like in nature.
You referenced a stew, which makes me think you are thinking of the patties being somewhat lacking in consistency; they were tender, but definitely intact enough to put on a bun and eat like a normal hamburger.
It’s also possible I’m misremembering the process (though I don’t think by much), as it has been quite a few years. I’ve reached out to said party host to see if they can offer further insight. If they can and do, I will elaborate.
Thank you for taking the time to respond to me about your reasoning. Also, I’ve just noticed your username and find it somewhat amusing in this context.
edit: I asked my wife what she thought about the idea (she wasn’t at the party) and she said “that’s basically a McRib.”
edit 2: The host got back to me and confirmed the existence of the food, the McRibness, and the preparation method. He also mentioned that it came from his now-wife’s family from at least two generations back. Perhaps McDonald’s stole it from them.
Ok, this whole thing feels a bit Sam-I-am ish. True to my moniker, I would indeed try this multigenerational mcribness albeit with trepidation, but only from an experienced descendant of the mcribness lineage. I’m not about to stir this beast up in my kitchen this weekend.
I have negotiated with an uninvolved friend that, next time they stop by, we’ll try this concoction. If you wish to make your way here in that timeframe, you’re welcome to partake.
I would have been horrified, but I can see how it could be good.
I wouldn’t say I was initially horrified, but I was surprised. It was worth trying for sure.
Have you tried a control condition where you repeat this without alcohol? I am highly skeptical of this.
I drove home after the party, so I didn’t drink that night. What about it sounds so unappealing? It’s not a cooking process that would have occurred to me, but when they described it it sounded okay (and was pretty good, as mentioned). Disgust or horror wouldn’t have occurred to me even if I hadn’t tried them.
Rare steak great. Rare burgers is an off putting vision. I find most BBQ sauce way too sugary but don’t mind a nice glaze of it if it’s a really good sauce. What you are describing sounds almost like a BBQ sauce soup or stew. It’s like a crockpot of ketchup - blech! Not going to argue over taste, to each their own, but man, my stomach literally turns thinking about this. I think this would be a very polarizing dish.
Oh, that’s fair enough. The reason I mentioned the rarity of the burgers is that they kept cooking in the barbecue sauce; if the host had cooked them to medium or more, they would have been unpleasantly well done after the crock pot. As is, I think cooking them fairly rarely ended up with a medium-ish, maybe a bit more, doneness. They were not rare at the point of consumption.
Your point about the sugariness is entirely valid. I don’t have a refined palate now and I certainly had less of one then, but I don’t remember the burgers being overly sugary, even though I have objected to the sugar level in barbecue sauces I’ve encountered in the past. Perhaps it was the brand of sauce. In fact, given the person cooking them, it might have been a homemade one (but I can’t guarantee that). The sauce was definitely not ketchup-like in nature.
You referenced a stew, which makes me think you are thinking of the patties being somewhat lacking in consistency; they were tender, but definitely intact enough to put on a bun and eat like a normal hamburger.
It’s also possible I’m misremembering the process (though I don’t think by much), as it has been quite a few years. I’ve reached out to said party host to see if they can offer further insight. If they can and do, I will elaborate.
Thank you for taking the time to respond to me about your reasoning. Also, I’ve just noticed your username and find it somewhat amusing in this context.
edit: I asked my wife what she thought about the idea (she wasn’t at the party) and she said “that’s basically a McRib.”
edit 2: The host got back to me and confirmed the existence of the food, the McRibness, and the preparation method. He also mentioned that it came from his now-wife’s family from at least two generations back. Perhaps McDonald’s stole it from them.
Ok, this whole thing feels a bit Sam-I-am ish. True to my moniker, I would indeed try this multigenerational mcribness albeit with trepidation, but only from an experienced descendant of the mcribness lineage. I’m not about to stir this beast up in my kitchen this weekend.
I respect your perspective.
I have negotiated with an uninvolved friend that, next time they stop by, we’ll try this concoction. If you wish to make your way here in that timeframe, you’re welcome to partake.