#7 - Old World Bakery – August 7, 2017
$12.81 After tax, before tip
It feels a tad strange goin’ for burgers between 10:30 – 11:00am in the morning. As I am just getting off work though, having started just after 2:00am, I look at it like that is the evening in a time equivalent, so I figure it is OK.
I wasn’t too sure if I was really up for a burger today. I decided to go for it just to kinda get on with things. I did a few quick chores when I got off work, then I was gonna go for a bite. I wasn’t too sure where I wanted to go. I decided I didn’t want to go back into downtown, so I was leaning towards the Old World Bakery. When I was almost there I started thinking about Amanda’s across the bridge. I went with my first instinct.
The Old World Bakery wasn’t a place that was on my radar even a little bit until a friend suggested it. “What the hell, might as well give ‘er a shot,” said the voice in my head.
I had no idea what to expect when I pulled in there. I had never been in there since they moved into the building they’re in across from the Hume School. When I walked inside it started giving me the feeling of one of those seasonal burger stands even though it is a year ‘round place.
I looked at the menu board just to make sure they had burgers as was suggested to me. Sure enough they did. Perfect!
I asked for my usual thing, a burger with bacon, cheese and jalapenos. The girl told me she wasn’t sure if they had jalapenos, but would check, and offered me alternative suggestions if they didn’t. I couldn’t order a ginger ale of any kind as they didn’t have fountain drinks, nor did they have it in a can, so I just got a can of coke. I wasn’t overly psyched on that as it is pretty hard on me. I pretty much reserve cola to have with popcorn at movie theatres.
After I put in my order, she rang me in. The total came to $12.81. Having just spent $21.91 for a burger, fries, and soda two days ago, I was happy about that. The price indicated a different thought of expectation though…café style vs full restaurant. I was OK with that. I just like a good burger.
When I paid for my order I went into the little side room that had more tables and the tunes were the loudest. Right when I walked in Uncle John’s Band came on the stereo. Of course that was the perfect thing because it is the Grateful Dead and I am me. The better part of that on this particular day though was that I was just thinking of the studio version of that song a few hours earlier at work
I worked at Whitewater for fun during the 2008-2009 ski season as the night cleaner. As soon as most of the guests were gone I would roast a spliff with the last of the staff, and some of the regular skiers. I brought in a small cd player and always played the Grateful Dead every day. It was a routine thing to do.
On one day, after we roasted and I got to work, rather than a show, I put on the Workingman’s Dead studio record of theirs. When the last bit of staff were leaving, Tasha got all psyched that I had that tune on. Ever since then I have remembered that moment with an image of Tasha’s excitement every time I have heard the studio version of Uncle John’s Band.
That thought went through my head randomly through the night at work, and it painted a smile on my face when I thought about Tasha. She’s a pretty kick-ass girl from Vermont. (Her twin sister, Dusty, is just as kick-ass! Amazing sisters!)
With that thought fresh on my mind, it only seemed fitting that as soon as I went to sit down close to the speakers, that Uncle John’s Band came on. The same smile painted all over my face again with that image of Tasha. Sweeeeet!
After that, The Beatles tune, “Something” came on. I was diggin’ it. That made me think of a new friend who digs The Beatles like mad which also made me smile. After that, “Shelter From the Storm” by Bob Dylan came on. When it did I immediately grabbed a napkin, pulled out a pen and wrote this:
“Shelter From the Storm. Easy way to trigger a flood of emotion within me. Bob Dylan maaaan! A security blanket of the most glorious kind. The guy that turned the world on its head with a pen, two chords & a beautifully raunchy voice. Too many riveting songs to count. This is one of those that when you hear it it just rings out something special.”
Bob Dylan does something to me and takes me to that place. It made me glad to stroll into the bakery in this moment on this morning. Bobby D & Jerry G…Hot Daaamn maaaaan!
Right when I was done writing that on the napkin my food arrived. It came in a burger stand kind of basket, which made it match up to the burger stand essence I was already kinda feeling. I like those places. They have a certain charm to them.
The first thing I noticed wasn’t the burger, but rather the fries. They had a rich colour to them and were fatties for sure. I took a bite of one quickly, and then got up to go ask for a steak knife so I could cut it in half.
I sat down, pulled out my camera and took a few photos. When I cut the burger in half, and opened it up, I loved how gooey the cheese was as it stretched across the gap and the two halves seemed to to refuse to separate from each other. Totally kick-ass! You can see that in one of the photos I took.
The burger was a smaller one, but that was to be expected if the price was any indication. The fries almost overshadowed the burger itself, but it still looked pretty good.
It was nicely cooked. I didn’t overly inspect it or anything, I just got at it. It seemed more like it was cooked on a flattop rather than a grill. It was juicy kind, not dry or soggy. I could taste the heat from the peppers nicely too. There didn't seem to be any fancy spicing to the patty, but it was still good. (The fries were the place with the nice spicing to them.)
With the size of it, needless to say, it disappeared quite quickly. It kinda felt like it was gone before I had a chance to savor it, and inspect it with my taste buds. That didn’t bother me ‘cause I liked it, and that’s all that mattered. I guess that is a good sign though as if it was a shitty burger I would likely have somewhat struggled with it and taken a bit longer to get through.
It was good value for what it was. It was like a deluxe backyard burger or something, with some fatty spiced fries. A comforting burger. Happy stuff.
I didn’t have anything bad to say about it. If you’re lookin’ for a quick, cheap, but yummy burger stand type bite to eat I say go for it. It was simple, yet stylin’.
**In the quick amount of time it took me to fly through my food, I did take several moments to reflect on the only other time I was in that building. It was July of last year when I met Dylann at her casual show she played there. She was pretty hilarious…pregnant with baby-brain as she put it. Gorgeous voice and talented on the guitar! I was happy to have gone to that and to have developed a friendship with Dylann and her mama, Kendall. Both are truly kind people…the kind of people you feel fortunate to be able to know.
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