JJB’s Ramblings

Most chain restaurants have a signature dish. McDonalds has the big mac.  Friendly’s has the fribble (do you know the difference between a fribble and a milkshake, BESIDES the fact that one brings the boys to the yard? I do.)  The Cheesecake Factory has its cheesecake.  But the Cheesecake Factory has a secret weapon that a super size fry or a happy ending (Sunday you goon) cannot compete with.  Roadside sliders.  The Factory is known for its monsterous entrée sizes.  It exemplifies American over-indulgence. These sliders however challenge that conception.  The Factory chooses to downplay their total awesomeness and describes them as: 

ROADSIDE SLIDERS
Bite-sized Burgers on Mini-Buns Served with
Grilled Onions, Pickles and Ketchup 

Dear friends, I feel I have to let you know that they are more than that.  They are toasted roll goodness.  They are yellow cheddared perfection.  They are sweet and salty and sumptuous.  In fact, I am pretty sure that they are laced with crack because once you take that first bite you cannot put them down.  They come four to an order and being the loving fiance that I am, I gave one to Erica.  I had to do this before I had taken a bite because I am pretty sure it would never have left my plate otherwise.  eRock took a bite and said, “Oh this is pretty good.” Then the crack set in and she declared it “really pretty good”. She took her second bite and closed her eyes stating, “Wow, this is really good.” A pause and then a third bite, “oh man, this is really freakin good. I can’t believe how good this is. Can you make these? Because these are REALLY good”.  Fourth bite, same results, “I just can’t believe it. It is really good. REALLY.” At this point I had wolfed down 1.5 of the little guys and concurred. I think she was eyeing the last one on my plate but I couldn’t be sure. Her final bite came and she sort of slumped back in her seat, and said “Wow.  Did I tell you I thought that was really good? It was realllllly good.  Did you know they were that good?” I replied yes, that’s why I ordered them. “Well why the heck didn’t you tell me?  Why did you let me get a burrito when I could have got those? That’s cruel.” I know…but I did share. “I don’t think I can order anything else ever again…besides cheesecake.” I know.  I guarantee that if you experience these little gems, you will find yourself craving THEM and not cheesecake next time someone mentions a gathering at the Cheesecake factory.  You can always take cheesecake home, but you should always have the crack at the crackhouse.

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