I already had burgers on the brain. Why, I’m not sure. There were small signs that combined to form one giant burger craving. Walking by Burger Bistro practically every day on the way to the gym (isn’t it amazing how gyms only seem to exist next door to the greatest, guilt filled food spots?), wandering around Prospect Park and seeing fresh signage for where and where NOT to barbecue, spending the weekend in Baltimore talking about grilling, and my regular access to do so… There were a lot of triggers. But probably the final straw was Serif and Spice’s recipe for Buffalo Chicken Gorgonzola Burgers. I was already on the burger cliff, teetering carefully, and Michaela went ahead and pushed me right over the edge.