“Let me explain something to you. Um, I am not Mr. Lebowski. You’re Mr. Lebowski. I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me. You know, that or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.”
It was our first day of hibernation, our first day of ordering in, our first day of almost running out of new Netflix goodies. What would be our first choice of food?
Of course. A burger. A pretty basic burger. A bacon and cheese burger. A Birdie’s Burger. The one called the dude.
Donnie Masterton, San Miguel’s most successful restauranteur, had emailed that day: “We are going to close all locations tomorrow and go online delivery only.”
He also told me that they’d switched from the the now defunct and departed Comidomi to Uber Eats for Birdie’s Burgers, Tacolicious and The R (what Donnie calls The Restaurant) for deliveries.
Now why would we order the basic burger, the dude, along with the much more exotic truffle shroom burger (Don Day’s Wife and I half ‘n’ half them) and the superb parmesan fries? Because in times like these, people need comfort. People need comfort food. And there’s nothing much more comfortable than a good burger and fries.
I could tell you more about how good the dude and Birdie’s Burgers are but I already did that a year or so ago:
The only thing new you need to know is that now you order the dude in San Miguel de Allende at ubereats.com. Oh, and there is one thing I’d like you to share with me. Do you have a technique to persuade your wife to watch “The Big Lebowski” with you just one more time (and I’ve tried the how handsome Jeff Bridges is routine)?