My favorite burger from my favorite burger joint in the city, Shake Shack, used to be the single ShackBurger.
...Until this week when I decided to delve into the lower portion of the burger menu, specifically the last, most extreme burger: The Shack Stack, consisting of two cheeseburgers and a 'shroom burger topped with lettuce, tomato, and Shack Sauce. Yes, I split it with a friend—I'm not that gluttonous. Little did we know what fat-laced joys we were about to experience. Autopsy shot after the jump.
Crispy deep-fried breaded portobello mushrooms. Tender juice-oozing meat patties. Gooey blanket of cheese. All in the same glorious bite. It's an umami explosion that left my friend and me speechless, aside from the countless times we said, "HOLY CRAP, THIS IS SO GOOD, OH MY GOD."
Although I'd usually be against a burger whose height cannot be completely contained by the average person's mouth, this is an exception. It's not about balance. It's about combining varying textures—crispiness with meatiness with gooeyness—and dousing it in varying fats—mostly of the dairy and bovine sort—and then shoving it in your mouth however you can, and subsequently feeling like the happiest person in the world.
Unless you eat it by yourself, in which case you might feel really gross afterward. But split it with a friend and you're in Awesome Town.