Why would anyone name a restaurant Holy Cow? Sure, it’s catchy, but it makes me think of
cows mooing in a pasture followed by “Wow!
That’s really big – huge actually!” And then my thoughts seamlessly transition
to myself and I wonder, “Am I huge? Am I
a cow? Am I eating too much?” At least I
didn’t outwardly moo during my internal stream of consciousness, not that I’m
aware of anyway. But, really, should I
be eating at a place called Holy Cow?
The simple answer is, “Yes.”
While eating at Holy Cow was not a religious experience, I think I did
mutter “holy cow” when the burgers came out.
They were gigantic! I ordered a
build-your-own burger and added green chile and The Husband ordered the blue
cheese burger. I will admit that there
was not much talking during this dining out experience, so I’m not sure how The
Husband’s burger was. He was too busy
devouring it while he attempted to hold it in his hands. He did manage “mmmmm” a few times, so I think
that is a good sign.Before I dismantled the burger |
I took my burger a part as I normally do. I’m turning more into a food snob like Sally in
the movie When Harry Met Sally every
day. Eventually I may order everything
on the side just like she does through the movie. I took off the bun and then turned the burger
upside down so that the lettuce, tomato, and green chile were on the top of the
burger. I then proceeded to knife and
fork it. I do love a good knife and fork
burger and Holy Cow did not disappoint.
The meet was juicy and flavorful and did not require any
ketchup. The green chile was just spicy
enough to know that I was eating green chile, but not overpowering so that I
needed four glasses of water or any cheese to cool it down.
The only downside?
Fries are not included with the burgers, which makes it a pricy dining
experience for a simple burger and fries; however, it is definitely worth
trying at least once.