After a week in which the Grim Reaper indiscriminately came to take the lives of our most beloved A, B, C, and D-list celebrities we repaired to the peaceful confines of Minneapolis, MN for a weekend away from all the death and destruction. Upon landing we immediately found our way to Matt’s Bar, a no frills beer and burger establishment on Cedar Ave. that lays claim to the invention of the famed Juicy Lucy (although this claim is often challenged by the neighboring 5-8 Club).
Dedicated readers of Disgusting Things I Have Eaten, all 6 of you, will recall that back in February we made a trip to the Twin Cities in search of just such a burger and ended up at St. Paul’s The Blue Door which serves a more upscale version of the Lucy. But on this trip we would settle for nothing less than the real thing.
For those uninitiated the Juicy Lucy is a burger stuffed with cheese. It’s a burger so venerated that local legend has it Bill Clinton once stopped in for one while in office and if it’s good enough for Bubba then certainly it’s good enough for us.
On our return home we learned of the passing of infomercial superking Billy Mays. Cause of death was reported to be a pulmonary embolism or, in layman’s terms, a heart attack.
