Ladies and Gentlemen, I present the double Jucy Lucy from Matt’s Bar in Minneapolis:
Your basic Jucy Lucy is a 7 oz. hamburger with cheese inside the patty. After cooking on the grill that cheese gets really hot and will burn out of your lips if you get into it too early. Add the optional grilled onions and this is pretty tasty.
Let’s talk about the first time I had one of these hoes. It was 2006 and I was in town for Dre Day. We stopped at Matt’s Bar and Mike 2600 wanted to show us what was up. We all had a Jucy Lucy, I burned my lip, and then we stopped by the Mall of America where Mike was feeling really ill and DJing at some clothing store. I had the awesome opportunity of being on the toilet 6 or 7 times shitting my pants off. After that incident I swore off the burgers but Mike has since convinced me that they are ok and the shitting episodes were a one-time thing.
So I got off the plane last Friday really buzzed from the excessive drinking that took place while I waited for for 6 extra hours in the airport because President Bush came to town and brought lightening, along with all of the outgoing flights, down with him. My flight got cancelled and they put me on another flight which was also cancelled so I headed to the Jose Cuervo Tequileria where I drank rum and cokes and ate carnitas. After that I headed towards the gate but came across the Budweiser Staduim Club so I stopped and had some Belgian wheat beer they had on tap. On the plane I had a couple more rum and cokes so when we landed I was ready to take on this bitch.
We headed toward the 5-8 Club or whatever it’s called where I planned on starting about how they “allegedly” invented the burger but it was a pain in the ass with traffic so we ended up going to Matt’s Bar where we consumed the only Jucy Lucy of the trip.
The waitress arrived and we placed our drink order. Mike had a water and I ordered a Sierra Nevada ESB. As the drinks arrived I asked if they would make me a double Jucy Lucy (not on the menu) and the waitress was confused at the concept but finally after a while Mike did what he’s good at and broke out his pen to draw an illustration of what she proposed. She said a regular Jucy Lucy with a cheeseburger on top would be better, I begged to differ and asked them to stack two of the burgers on top of each other.
The food came and my burger could barely be wrapped in the wax paper. It was pretty big, probably 15 or so ounces of beef before cooking and about the size of the Big MacChicken. It smelled amazing.
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Mike got a regular Jucy Lucy and we split a giant basket of fries.
This time I waited a few minutes before taking a bite, it was greasy and delicious. The optional onions really took this shit over the top and it reminded me of something I would make at home.
Dipping fries in this pile of cheese/grease was amazing.
After we left Matt’s we stopped at an art gallery for an opening that Mike’s homie, Todd Bratrud, had going on for his green women in lingerie with lizard tails. They gave away some fresh t-shirts and shades
It was fly and Mike’s mustache DJ’d for a few hours while I drank some Summit Pale Ale and shit (only once!) in their basement. Darius picked me up and we headed over to Get Cryphy! at First Ave. where Plain Ole Bill yelled directly into my ear all night whenever I played something he liked.
