This is going to sound a lot like a Jimmy Buffett song. Some 18 months ago Mrs Columbo decided we needed to start juicing. I quickly agreed, assuming that one taste of kale-carrot-beet juice would end the family juicing and we’d return to our normal ways.
But that wasn’t how it went. Oh Mrs Columbo made kale-carrot-beet juice (and many others too horrible to name), but she claimed to like them, drank them, and subsequently made me drink them. Just about every morning she’d juice and we (sometimes holding our nose) would drink the concoction.
You don’t take on a big dietary change like juicing without altering the rest of your diet, and gradually ours improved. One food we stopped eating almost completely? Hamburgers.
Burgers had been a Friday night staple, places like Good Stuff Eatery when on the Hill, or Five Guys when coming back from picking our dog up at WagTime, or at any of the other great spots in our neighborhood. Every once in a while, no burger & fry combo would do but that from Ollie’s Trolley (12th and E St NW).
But we were a juicing family now and things were going along pretty well too, until recently. After a night of excess (at Minibar, of all places), I woke up and knew that the cure for what ailed me was to be found at Ollie’s.
It was just after 8 am when I walked into the restaurant. At the register I let out a sigh and asked “is it too early for an Ollie Burger?” The cashier took in my crumpled appearance, let out a chuckle and said it wouldn’t be a problem.
Maybe it was the pain I was in at the time, but I tell you now looking back on it (well rested, hydrated, and juiced) that it was perhaps the best burger I’ve had in my entire life. Highly seasoned beef, fully loaded, it was perfect.
So as the neighborhood food options grow, and we look forward to places like Shake Shack moving in, we wanted to remind everyone of the great burgers already available in this landmark location. And if your significant other tries to amend your carnivorous habits with juicing, don’t say we didn’t warn you.