It's safe to say that the robin has gone the way of the dot matrix printer. The opening of the Shake Shack is now the first sign of spring.
Danna and I met for a late lunch and as luck would have it, it was one of the nicest days we've had in a long time. And the very long line of people both waiting to order and waiting to pick up their food at 3:00pm was proof that Spring Fever is in high gear.
We are both big fans of their burgers, so we each got a Shack burger (mine a double, hers a single without tomato), 2 orders of fries and at the request of the wife, we ordered a plain hot dog to give it a try. I also got an Arnold Palmer, which is quite well made here.
The burgers, slightly sloppy, are exactly as I remembered them - which in short, is to say delicious. Kinda juicy, kinda crisp where it needed to be. The bun gets a little soggy but not too much. The dijon mustard they have on the side of the building I think is new this year. I could be mistaken, but I don't remember their mustard being home made and with such a bite/zing to it. Yum. Wimpy mustard is a sin. This stuff cleared your nose quite nicely.
We split the (plain) hot dog, which was actually quite good with just ketchup and mustard. I remember last year not liking the Chicago style hot dog and in general, don't care for boiled ones (grilled please), but this was pretty darn good, I have to admit.
Also reveling in the lovely afternoon was, if I'm not mistaken, Andrea Strong...one of my favorite food writers. I couldn't or rather dared not to confirm my hunch that it was in fact her, but I think all signs point to yes.
As I said, this is the first of many trips to the Shake Shack.