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| - I feel a little guilty. So many well written reviews here with real insight in to this place. I'm not here to talk about that. I'm not here to talk about how kind and smiley the service was when I came to the Lodge. I'm not here to talk about the lodge atmosphere which totally works, even in the desert of Scottsdale, AZ. I'm not here to talk about the reasonable prices. And I'm not here to talk about the salads or sandwiches or any of the great menu items except for one. I'm here to talk about The Sasquatch.
When I was here a couple weeks ago, I was pawing through the menu and the group I was started commenting on The Sasquatch. Like it was a joke that anyone could eat it. Having never been to The Lodge, I asked what they were talking about. In retrospect, I should have let it go, but it sounded so mysterious, so bold, and curiosity took over.
The explained to me what The Sasquatch is: It's a burger. Only instead of a regular bun, it has TWO GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICHES. Well, suddenly the testosterone starts coursing through my veins (perhaps the influence of the manly hunting lodge environs?), and since I was the only dude at the table, I couldn't stop myself from grunting, "Ugh. Me order."
Well, Sasquatch, you have a new daddy. Less than ten minutes and I put you bit-for-tasty-bit into my belly. The burger was actually quite delicious. The grilled cheese sandwiches were middle of the road, but all together it was the perfect meal (for a family of four). I still had room for my spicy cottage cheese, which I chose over the fries because apparently I'm watching my girlish figure.
Really enjoyable lunch, despite my incredible display of disgusting devourness. I feel guilty, because The Lodge is so much more than one burger, but that's what I'll remember most.
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