Woody’s Smorgasburger V

Here’s a new thread for those of you discussing Woody’s.  The other ones are closed for further posting but you can still read what’s there.

52 Responses to Woody’s Smorgasburger V

  • Phil Ankofski (64~68) says:

    ~ Wow ! Wow ! Wow ! ~

    Well gang, I see Evan Zang has just raised the bar regarding
    the amount of factual and interesting comments packed into one very entertaining posting. Well done Evan ! ….. and thank you.

    Evan’s narrative surpasses any others posted on any of the other “Restaurants Sites ” featured by Mark.
    The Love’s BBQ patrons repeatedly yap about their beans and the customers of Ship’s lament the long gone toasters at every table.

    How can I ever comment on the Woody’s salsa or chopped peanuts again.
    Those issues seem so trivial now compared to the issue of obtaining a healthy and properly cooked hamburger. ( * No cheese for me, thanks ).
    I commend Evan for spending his time and efforts in order to present his
    extremely well written offering. Ralph Wood and Charles Cramer would be so proud. Most everything is a crap shoot these days. I wish the term was confined to Vegas, but like Evan said, that isn’t about to happen anytime soon.

    * Cheese was invented for pizza ! It distracts from the beef patty flavor.
    Bacon has no business being around either …. too distracting.

    Phil A.

  • Evan Zang says:

    Phil, Mark, Bob and All

    Although I was still pretty young, I remember having to work the grill on several occasions. There were only two things, as I recall, that put real fear into my adolescent heart: The first “fear”was having to cook for a gaggle of customers who all wanted their meat done at different temperatures (from rare all the way to well done). It took timing skills I didn’t possess. The second “fear” was the freaking hamburger steak. Not being a very experienced grill guy, I remember searing both sides first, nervously watching the flames literally “toast” it, before flipping it over to the cooler side of the grill. Invariably, the finished hamburger steak would come back for more heat (or a laughing bus boy would show me the half eaten remains of my work). As I may have mentioned in a very early post more than a year ago, one day a customer actually threw a steak at me! At the time, I wasn’t working the grill – I was on the cash register. Who knows, perhaps the steak throwing customer remembered me from a previous visit when I may have actually char-blasted his entree beyond recognition? I sure hope so. I’d hate to think he hit me with a steak simply because he didn’t like me!

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