You’re cruising down US 101 in California, it’s lunch time, you’re in Arcata, pizza or burger, pizza or burger?
BOTH, I says to myself as I drive up to Stars Hamburgers and notice Big Pete’s New York Style Pizzeria across the street.
Stars is a local favorite (whoa-oh), and the menu was pretty straight forward. I ordered the cheeseburger (plain) and spent my waiting time eyeballin’ Big Pete’s across the street. I’m a sucker for any food establishment called “Pete’s” but I can’t really explain why.
The burger came, I dissected it, bit into it, choked a little. Really, really dry. These were non frozen patties rolling off freezer sheets of paper, probably from a local supplier, very thin, and as I watched the griddle guy, I thought “griddle guy? you are cooking that way too long.”
And so he did. I won’t be back.
Amble across the street for 2nd course. This small burg pie shop actually sold slices! Eureka! (Oh, wait, that’s the next town!).
I order the all meat one, and you’ve heard me talk enough about “hang” with New York style pizzas, and this one had zip. It was good, but spendy ($3.75). Should I find myself in Arcata again, I might just curl up in a cheap motel with a floozie and buy a who pie!
