Funny Pregnancy Food

Yesterday, with the enormous help from Jake and Katie, we finished moving all of our things out of our old apartment and into our new place. As a thank you, we decided to take the two of them out to dinner. We decided on going to Red Robin partially because we were all starving, and partially because I was craving their Bleu Ribbon Burger.

Except since I've been pregnant, I can't do meat. Especially not hamburger meat. In fact, thinking about eating hamburgers grosses me out to the nth degree. As a sidenote, sometimes I can eat chicken, but only when it is in small pieces. 

Anyway, when our waiter came to take our orders, I decided to go ahead and get what I wanted. "I'm pregnant," I said, "and I know this is weird. I'd like your bleu ribbon burger without the burger." He clarified with me to make sure he got what I was saying, "So no patty, right?" "Right." The waiter, to his credit, didn't make a huge deal about it, but he did let us know that he'd never had a request like that before.

Our food seemed to take forever to get to us (because we were starving; the service at Red Robin in Provo is excellent in my experience). I joked that it was my order that was taking the longest to make. Turns out, I was right. My order threw the cooks for a loop, and they came out of the kitchen to find our waiter and verify the order. They couldn't believe that someone would come to Red Robin to get a burger without the burger. 

But I did just that. And when my bleu ribbon hamburger-less hamburger (bleu ribbon sandwich?) came, I was in heaven. It was delicious. Totally hit the spot. I got the exact flavor I was wanting, without the meat I didn't even want to think about eating.

So so so good. 

Thank you, Red Robin.