Burgers!

American culture doesn't get more stereotypical than a big juicy cheeseburger, a generous helping of salty french fries, and a giant coke to wash it all down. And although, to the surprise of some, I don't eat burgers on a daily--or even weekly--basis, there really isn't a more American food and so I caved...I made burgers! 

I had to laugh at the German culture that snuck its way into the meal though :-) Thankfully, my host parents share my disgust in the airy white buns that normally go with hamburgers and so when dinner time came, we had good ol' German rolls (not exactly rolls but also not bread) that certainly tasted better than the buns the kids went goo goo over! 

The burgers took a while on the stove and by the time they were all on the table, I smelled like grease and had a flashback to my days waitressing at Colleen's when I would come home from work to "Wow, you smell like a french fry!" But the burgers were quite the hit with certain members of the family eating up to 3 giant ones! The  best part was that the electricity didn't go out, I didn't burn anything, I didn't break anything, and I didn't ruin the recipe....could that mean I actually cooked an American meal without a catastrophe? I never thought I'd live to see the day! :-)