Eating on the road: Eating all the calories at Shake Shack

Right now I am am averaging about one visit to Shake Shack a year, since they are only in the United States. I went a year ago November in New York City, and this past December during a trip to Washington, DC. 

It's good they're so far away because they are both so good and so bad for me. I hear they may be coming to Toronto though, and that would be bad news for my diet.

But until such a day they're a rare treat, and one I gladly walked several blocks on a chilly DC day to have for a late lunch. They're also not cheap; part of this could be the exchange rate between the US and Canadian dollars not being swell.

Anyways, I went to the kiosk and ordered a double bacon cheeseburger, crinkle fries with cheese, and one of their limited time Trolls shakes -- the Cinnamon Roll Shake. That's a lot but hey, once a year amiright?

Holy crap it was so good. The burger was greasy cheesy goodness. Every bite you know it's bad for you but it just tastes so good. The cheese sauce makes the fries delicious. And the shake, I love cinnamon and it was just delicious. I may or may not have had a nap before going to the hockey game that night.

I do still want to try In and Out, the California rival to Shake Shack, one more time to settle the rivalry for my own view once and for all. But Shake Shack will be tough to beat. And if they do come to Toronto, tough to resist.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating on the road: Sophie's Cosmic Cafe in Kitsilano

After my train journey back in April and a few days in the Comox Valley, I had some time in Vancouver my flight back to Ottawa. 

It was a chance to have lunch with an old friend and, rather than dining downtown, he coaxed me out to Kitsilano for lunch at a popular neighbourhood spot: Sophie's Cosmic Cafe.

I got there first thanks to Uber and grabbed a booth; I had been worried it would be hard to get a table but while it was busy, I got there before the lunch for got a spot no problem. 

They have an extensive brunch menu but, as you know, I'm not a big breakfast guy, and had enough eggs on the train to last me for awhile. The lunch menu is a little more limited, but the Sophie's Cosmic Workout Burger calls my name. It's described as a 6oz lean beef patty topped with mushrooms, bacon, tomato, lettuce, mayo, with your choice of cheese. Served with fries and house salad.

I eyeball their fries on another table and decide just salad -- Caesar -- for me please. My friend gets the same burger but passes on the salad for fries-only, so I tell the waitress that he's welcome to my ration of fries. He also gets a milk shake, which he says they are known more. I stick with Diet Coke.

Service is efficient and we don't need to wait too long for our meals to arrive. I am advised to report the milk shake is excellent. The Diet Coke was, well, it was Diet Coke.

The salad was creamy and garlicky and I certainly didn't need the fries to go with it. The burger was cooked well, the bacon crispy and mushrooms sauteed nicely. Lunch filled me up so I didn't need to buy any disappointing ball park food at the Canadians matinee at the Nat that afternoon.

All in all, a good lunch with good company at a local greasy spoon. Perhaps a smidge more bougie than your typical greasy spoon (shows more in the breakfast menu) but on point for the Kits neighbourhood.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating in New York: Shake Shack

 I know for most New York City food adventurers, regional burger chains aren't near the top of their lists. But Shake Shack is to the Eastern US and In-and-Out is to California, so with a short window for a bite between a Late Night taping and a stand-up show, I popped into a location just off Broadway for a burger and a shake.

It was a small storefront with no in-store seating but plenty of patio space, and thankfully it was a fairly warm November day so dining outdoors wasn't a problem. Ordering was by kiosk/tablet, with one out of service and four available. After a wait I placed my order and was asked to provide my mobile number, with the promise of a text when it was done.

I got an order-received text and went to sit outside for a bit, as there were no spots available on the waiting bench inside. After a few minutes I headed inside when a spot opened up, and watched the disinterested worker call out names as the bags came off the line.

Eventually they called out Jeff, and I took my bag and shake and repaired to the least dirty of the patio tables on the street corner, about a block from the Ed Sullivan theatre. 

They have crinkle fries, on which I passed because, as regular readers will now, I'm not a fry guy unless they're crispy with minimal potato, a la McD's. So I'll start with the shake. Like winter, Christmas is coming and they've launched their seasonal line of holiday shakes. There's a Chocolate Peppermint and a Christmas Cookie -- I went with the Chocolate Milk and Cookies.

It was thick, chocolatey and rich. A real challenge to suck through the straw. It was very tasty but I didn't finish it; I could tell the richness and the sugar was going to hit me too hard if I did.

On to the burger. I did a double ShackBurger, hold the lettuce and tomato, add bacon and onion. It's two patties of Angus Beed and comes with cheese and ShackSauce on a toasted potato bun.

It was cheesy beefy juicy tasty, and in line with Five Guys and all the smash burger chains that proliferate these days. If you have a burger craving it's a solid option. It's not an everyday burger, but it's a treat burger. Did I have a local option I'd get one a few times a year, but I don't think it lives up to the cultural hype. 

I do like it better than I recall liking In-and-Out, but that was a good 15 years ago so I made need to get to Cali and refresh my memory. 

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating up the Hill: Smashburgers with the Canadian Cattlemen’s Association

One of the highlights of the Parliamentary reception circuit has long been the Canadian Cattlemen’s Association annual beef BBQ in the East Block courtyard, held before the Ottawa weather gets too cool.

It had to go away during the pandemic but thankfully it made a triumphant return to the Hill last week, and many a staffer and Parliamentarian made their way over and joined the lengthy que.

Traditionally, this has been the good ‘ol beef on a bun. But this year they decided to showcase a different form of delicious Canadian beef, bringing in the chefs from local eatery the King Eddy to prepare their signature smashburgers.

This explained the lengthy line, as they were cooking double smash cheeseburgers from scratch on the grill, topping each with sauce, lettuce, tomato and pickle, wrapping it and handing it off to the hungry masses with a bag of Old Ditch chips, some slaw and a cup of chipotle mayo.

My wait was maybe 30 minutes-ish and I got there early – the line was way longer when I left.

Was it worth the wait? Oh yeah. Delicious, fresh, hot, juicy Canadian beef smashburger and two slices of the dairy industry’s finest processed cheese – which is actually in my view the best cheese for this application.

I removed the pickles and inhaled the burger, not remembering until I’d had a bite to snap a photo you good people. The courtyard was rocking more than it had in years, and no one left hungry.

Thank you to the cattlemen! Looking forward to Beer, Beef and Whiskey next.

Who doesn't love a cheeseburger?

The courtyard was a rockin'.

Celebrity chef?

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating on the road: A smashburger in Muskoka

I'm always on the lookout for a good smashburger in my travels, and during my summer visit to Muskoka I was pointed to the Fare Food Co. It's a food truck located behind a Shell gas station on the way into Port Carling, and if you didn't know it was there you would never think to stop. Even knowing it was there, I wandered around a bit before finding in in a clearing behind the station.

They also have well-recommended chicken sandos, including a Nashville hot, but I was here for beef and ordered a double smash cheeseburger with fried and the obligatory diet coke. They promised to bring it to me when ready, and I found a seat on a picnic table up a small hill in a closed-in picnic area.

They cooked it fresh and brought it up to me when ready and I dug in. It was hot, beefy, cheesy and like a good smashburger will be, messy. It certainly filled me up. As far as smashbugers go it was fine, not spectacular but satisfied my craving. I'm not a fry person; they were just OK. With the Muskoka tax it wasn't cheap ($18 plus tax), but that's how it goes in cottage country.

Were I to go back I would likely try the Nashville hot chicken sammy but I don't think I'll get the chance. They were a summer pop-up and have closed for at least the season, if not forever, as they focus on a catering business in Toronto.

What will be the next great Muskoka smashburger? Or will Muskokans need to invest in oversized spatulas and start smashing their own burgers? Time will tell.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating off the Hill: Burger's Priest comes to Ottawa

The Burger's Priest began as a small streetfront operation on Queen East and Coxwell in Toronto that usually had a line out the door for its delicious burgers, with its religious theme (closed on Sundays) and secret menu making it an early favourite as the fancy burger craze swept the city.

I remember making the pilgramage from Scarborough one day, and it was a trek. A bus to the subway, subway down the Danforth line to Coxwell, and a bus down Coxwell. Lineup out the door on a cold, wintery day. Make it to the front of the line, place my order. No where to sit inside (just a few bar stools against a shelf on the wall) so back outside on the street to eat my burger. I made the mistake of ordering a single patty and, while I could tell it was good, it was a small patty overwhelmed by the bun. Disapointed with myself after the long journey and wait in line. It was a mistake I would never repeat -- double burgers only from here on out.

As Burger's Priest expanded -- a location up Yonge, and then the other end of Queen, and then to suburban strip malls, thankfully for my health none located conviniently near me in Scarborough. I would make the occassional trek to Queen East for double cheeseburgery goodness -- the other locations helped reduce the size of the lines -- but the inconvenience kept it as a rare treat.

News hit Reddit early this year of two locaitons coming to Ottawa, one in the deep South of Bank Street, and one on Baseline near Clyde in west Ottawa. COVID-19 delayed their opening, but the Baseline location opened last Friday and so Wednesday I made the trip out. Thankfully, at about 40 minutes and two busses, it's far enough to be in the occassional treat category and not a regular bad decision.

In the corner of a strip mall parking lot that's anchored by a Walmart, the first Ottawa location is spacious with all the seating removed. COVID protections are in full force with masks required, spacing markers and a plastic shield at the cash. I place what has become my regular order -- The Vatican City. Once on the secret menu, it has long since been beatified and moved to the regular menu. It's a double cheeseburger sandwiched between two hamburger-bun grilled cheeses. If you like cheese, this is the choice for you. But you see why I try to make these trips rarely. For a $1, I add bacon. Because why make healthy choices at this point?

I move aside and wait for my order. It's about 2:30pm, well past the lunch rush, and there's maybe four other customers here for a late lunch. They had taken my name for the order. "It's for Jeff," I had said a few times, having difficulty being heard over face masks and plastic shields. An order is called for "Vergel". It's unclaimed, and they move on to more order prep. I look down at my receipt just in case, and see the name Vergel on it. So I claim the burger, saying that, for their purposes, today I am Vergel. Out of curiosity, they ask who I actually am, and we both smile wondering how Jeff became Vergel.

While there's no seating, they have blocked off a few parking spots for a makeshift distanced patio for those of us that don't have a car to shame-eat in. I sit down at a freshly sanatized table and dig in to find the right angle for food photography. Oh, and to eat.

The burger was hot and juicy and cheesy and messy. Everything you would want a burger to be. As mentioned, I only added bacon and ketchup. I like the burger to shine through and not be overshadowed by lettuce and tomato and all that acroutement. And shine this burger did. No fries needed, just a drink to help wash it down.

The only difference from past Vatican City experiences is that I didn't feel horrible an hour later; praise the lord. So I'm happy to welcome them to Ottawa, and am thankful they're far enough away to not be an impulse meal. Although, if you're looking for someone to join your bubble to make a pilgramage, my arm could be twisted...

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating in quarantine: Patty melt and rings from The King Eddy

As I've mentioned I'm doing a lot more cooking while physically distancing, but I am trying to support local reasturants so at least once a week, often Friday nights, I order out for dinner delivery. And I'm trying to order from places I haven't tried before. So last week, my Friday dinner came from The King Eddy.

A diner-style restaurant located in the Byward Market, the King Eddy touts the quality of its hamburgers. Being partial to a good burger myself I ordered the patty melt, hold the pickles. Yeah, come at me y’all, I don’t like pickles.

Basically, it’s a grilled cheese sandwich with two burger patties and red onions inside. I made onion rings my side for an upcharge, and it came with two cups of their dipping sauce. I haven’t knowingly had thousand island dressing since I can’t remember when, but this is what I imagine it to be.

It was fine as a grilled cheese, fried appropriately golden with melty processed cheese. The menu described it as Texas toast, but it seemed like regular white bread to me. The patties were small and, when tasted separately, lacked much independent seasoning. I had passed on the option to add a third patty for $2.99 because it seemed like it would be too much, but it would not have been. A third was necessary. It needed a bit more substance.

The onion rings were excellent. Crispy, and served in a generous portion. Everything you would want diner onion rings to be.

Since it was a Friday night I ordered desert and they only had one on offer, which was a vegan, gluten free chocolate cake. My friends, just, no. Chocolate cake needs dairy and it needs gluten. Other than the chocolate icing, which was tasty, this cake was dry and unfluffy. I get they’re likely limiting the desert menu right now, and want to offer the option for those on restricted diets – I will leave the cake for those folks next time.

All in all, it wasn’t a bad meal, but by the metrics of Uber Eats and food delivery it falls on the wrong end of the value for price curve. When life returns to normal, I’ll try them in person and get that extra patty. But this week, new adventures await.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating off the Hill: Burgers n' Fries Forever is expensively meh

I like me a good burger. Particularly ones I have made myself with fresh ground beef and assorted secret ingredients. But when it's outside grilling season on my shared condo patio, I'm forced to venture elsewhere for burger sustenance.

Over the past decade or so, a mid-tier category of burger has developed between the fast food burgers (Harvey's is a favourite) and a restaurant burger, and that's what I call the $10 burger. Places like Five Guys or Burger's Priest. Unfortunately, the former is a long trek for me. As for the latter, it is opening its first Ottawa location soon at Bank and Heron, so looking forward to that.

In the interim though, at the end of the holidays I ventured up the street to Burgers n' Fries Forever, which I would put in that $10 burger category and is a local brand with a few locations. I've been there before and it never really impressed. Went back hoping for different but, sadly, more of the same.

For about $19 taxes-in I got the  "The Melt", which is a 5 oz beef patty, swiss cheese, American cheese, beef bacon, and Texas BBQ sauce. Along with onion rings and a can of pop. Nearly $20 was too much, particularly for a burger than underwhelmed.

All their burgers are Halal, but that's not the issue -- I had a number of delicious Halal burgers while in Scarborough this summer. But this patty was small and bland, bringing nothing to the table. The cheese and bacon were fine, but I would have liked the bun to have some/more toast. It was missing something. The onion rings felt processed and uniform. The chipotle dipping sauce was the one standout.

Open soon, Burger's Priest! Until then, I need to plan a trek to the Trainyards for Five Guys.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating OFF the Hill: Capitol Burger at Queen Street Fare

A little over three years back in Ottawa and I've lunched at about pretty much everywhere I want to lunch within walking distance of the Parliamentary precinct. So, when Queen Street re-opened to two-way traffic this week and my bus to work was re-routed (to link up with the Parliament O-Train stop which looks like it may actually open at some point) I was happy to see that Queen Street Fare was nearing completion -- and indeed, opened to the public on Friday on Queen between Bank and O'Connor, right accross from the CBC.

I read a breathless preview about it in the Globe & Mail a few weeks ago, that described it as some sort of new concept in commercial office building food delivery they're calling Ottawa's first Food Hall. Sounded like a fancier food court to me, but whatevs -- another lunching option is always welcome.

So I popped over for an early lunch on Friday, hoping to avoid the combined lunch rush/new thing rush, and just barely managed to do so. I would say my earlier take as a fancified food court was borne out. There are a number of different reasturants available, all non-chain operations which is a nice change from a standard food court. I found the layout a bit hap-hazzard with some tight corners to navigate, even were there less people milling about. There's a mix of large communal tables, smaller tables and bar seating.

There are a variety of options, including tasty-looking Mexican and grilled oven pizza places I will try in the future. But this day, I had my sights set on Capitol Burger Counter for a burger. Claiming inspiration from the Capitol Theatre which stood on this site until 1970 as a concert venue, its a basic burger, fries and shakes stand -- although the shakes weren't available on this day -- made with locally-sourced ingredients.

I decided to pass on the fries as they didn't seem as thin as I tend to like, although they did look crispy and possibly twice-fried. I ordered the Bacon Project -- as did nearly every person in line behind me -- which is basically a bacon cheeseburger with lettuce and tomato (I held the pickes) and their thousand island-inspired special sauce. And for the bevvy, it's all glass bottled options. I opted for a bottle of Pepsi which appeares to be the sugar and not fructose-sweetened variety -- which was nice, as Diet wasn't available.

With the open kitchen I could watch them preparing my order. The brioche bun gets a smear of butter before going into the toaster which was nice, although the bun was cold by the time the burger caught up. The beef comes from the fridge in little balls which go onto the grill to be flattened by a griddle -- it reminds me of Smashburger, which I had a few times in trips to Los Angeles. (Smashburger side note: their Filipino owners, who also own Jolibee, told me they do plan to bring Smashburger to Canada in the future).

I seemed to have caught them at the beginning of the cycle, as I had to wait while they grilled about 10 burgers from scratch, with my order at the front of the line. But maybe 10 minutes later, I had my burger and Pepsi on a metal tray and went to a communal table to dig in.

I mentioned the bun earlier. While I enjoyed the chew of the top contrasting with the toast of the bottom, had lost its toaster heat; but it was still good. A burger comes with two patties, which I'd guess work out to a quarter pound in total. It was tasty and juicy -- not quite Burger's Priest, but certainly the best burger for blocks -- but I felt like $15 for a burger and drink, no fries, pushed the boundaries.

On a side note, it wasn't super-clear what to do with the glass bottle -- into the organics or paper recyclables bin? -- so I left it on top, with the trays.

Still, a tasty lunch and in interesting concept. I'll be back for future lunches to try out some of the other options. There's also several bars on site, and it turns into more of an entertainment venue in the evenings, with live music and what not.

A welcome addition to the downtown Ottawa lunch scene, which is certainly in need of innovation. And a Popeye's Chicken, as I continue to lobby for at every opportunity.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating OFF the Hill: Day Three in Quebec City

Breakfast on Thursday was the rest of yesterday's leftover tossard from Paillard, so for lunch I took the funicular down to lower town and managed to duck into Cochon Dingue just before the skies opened up.

Cochon Dingue

I was excited about both my choices at Cochon Dingue, but what really cemented the choice for me was the Charlevoix three cheese fondue appetizer. Haven't had fondue in forever, and was really looking forward to it. The menu description: three cheese fondues, Charlevoix cheese. Unfortunately, something may have been misunderstood in the translation, as here's what I got:

I was expecting a pot of hot melted Charlevoix three-cheese blend, and some bread on the side for dipping in said piping hot cheese. When the waitress placed this in front of me, I asked "is this the foundue" thinking perhaps there had been a mistake. But oui, I was told, c'est la fondue. Does fondue mean croquette? Isn't that also a french word?

Anyway, a bit disappointed, I dug in. There was at least melty tasty cheese on the inside, although not as piping hot as I would have liked. The accompanying berries were nice, but perhaps a bit strong in taste, almost overwhelming that of the cheese. A tasty enough appy, but overpriced for what you got and not the fondue I was looking for.

Thankfully, the main did not disappoint. When I saw the fish that Brian Tobin almost went to war with Spain over on the menu, I knew I had to see what the fuss was about and order the blackened local turbot with hollandaise sauce, veggies and rice. I love blackened fish, and this was not far behind my favourite ever blackened fish dish: the blackened drum I had at K-Paul's in New Orleans, where they invented the process.

This turbot didn't melt like butter the way the drum did, but it was tender, had a nice flavour, and the right amount of delicious crisp. The veggies were fine, the rice was plain but that was solved by mixing it with the hollandaise.

No room for dessert, the rain was finished and I had plans for a city and river tour.

Chez AshTon

Having gone on the fancier side for lunch, after my afternoon and evening of multi-modal touring I decided to finally hit the recommended fast food joint for a late dinner before heading back to the AirBNB. After all, I was told the trip would be a waste if I didn't hit Chez AshTon.

Rather than a Quebec McDonald's, I would say it's more like a Quebec Harvey's, with a dash of Arby's. Burgers, hot dogs, roast beef sandwiches and poutine are most of the menu.

I went with their signature double Ashton burger, which is a basic cheeseburger with lettuce, tomato, and a thousand island dressing. The double patties are a must, as each aren't very big at all. It was a reasonable fast food burger.

Also had the regular style poutine (they have a bunch of fancier ones, but I went traditional). This is the bebe/baby size, they have two larger sizes. It was pretty good. I'm not usually a big poutine or fries guys, but the gravy was plentiful and tasty, as were the squeaky curds, and I finished it all off.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating OFF the Hill: Day deux in Quebec City

Slept in and got a slow start Wednesday -- because I'm on vacation, y'all. But once I hopped the bus downtown and walked through the St. Jean gate, it was straight to Café-Boulangerie Paillard, recommended by several as an important stop for baked goodies.

Café-Boulangerie Paillard

I managed to navigate the entire ordering transaction avec my limited Francais, including asking for a bag for one of the items when I saw it was plus grand, so that was cool for me. I've found most Quebecrs tolerant/patiently amused by my attempts.

The croissant was my focus going in, but perusing the display case the torsade de chocolat also caught my eye. I recently read an article about how Parisians say "pain au chocolat" and the rest of France says chocolatine, so I've been hungry for something similar ever since.

Once I saw the torsade was like a foot long is when I asked for the sac. I had a few nibbles (delish, choclaty, buttery goodness) and into the sac it went for noshing throughout the day. And on to the croissant I went; buttery, flaky goodness. Fortified, I went out to face the day.

Ice cream break y'all

I'm writing a food blog, not a travel blog, so long story short I had no idea the Governor's Promendade hadso many damned upsteps...

... so for surviving, I treated myself to some soft serve (sugar cone upgrade ftw!) from the little shack at the top, behind la Citadelle. It was overcast this day but humid and warm, and it did not maintain structural integrity for long.

Dinner at Les Trois Garçons

Between the late breakfast, the soft serve and the humidity, I wasn't hungry during the usual lunching hours. I debated a late poutine lunch at Chez Ashton before a late dinner, but instead decided to go straight to an early dinner and do Chez Ashton for lunch tomorrow.

And so, having done a fancier dinner last night, I opted for one of the informal dinner options from my crowd-sourced list and grabbed a seat on the patio at Les Trois Garçons, just as they closed St. Jean to traffic and began towing quite a few vehicles.

With poutine on deck for tomorrow, I decided to go for a burger, and keep it local with Le Charlevoix, which the menu describes as "AAA ground beef, double patty (3oz.), 1608 and Hercule cheese from Charlevoix, fried and caramelized onions, artisanal bacon, bourbon BBQ sauce." All sounds like good stuff.

My meal came suspiciously fast, which could speak to their efficiency but is also suspect -- I doubt it was scratch made and cooked so fast. And if I'm paying $17.50 for a burger and fries, I want it cooked fresh from raw beef.

First, the fries. I'm often skeptical of the fries, but I believe these were twice-fried and they were very good, crispy and tasty. There was a choice of four mayos -- I went with the traditional.

Now, the burger. Bun was fresh, seedy and excellent with the right amount of chew -- according to the menu sourced from the La Fabrique bacon. To many burger places overlook the bun. I liked the cheese and bacon, but I thought the beef could have used some seasoning.

Or maybe it was seasoned, but it, along with the bacon and cheese, was overloaded by the heavy application of the bourbon bbq sauce. Too much sauce overpowering the other tastes, rendering them mute. Should have passed on the sauce.

Still, a lovely meal on the patio overlooking the tourist throng on St. Jean.

No desert tonight.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers

Eating up the Hill: A hike to Hintonburger

I don't try to be negative when I do these reviews. I'm generally a pretty easy person to please, cuisine wise. But as I catch up on my food blogging, it seems I had a number of underwhelming meals in a row this summer. Today's entry is an unnecessarily pricey Hintonburger.

During my stay-cation this summer I decided to venture out on transit to some of the spots I'd heard about, but aren't in my usual neighborhood. I'd heard much about the burgers at Hintonburger -- best in Ottawa, they say -- so one weekday I grabbed my Presto Card and began the trip to the trendy Hintonburg neighbourhood. It's somewhat Queen-Westish but less pretentious.

Hintonburger certainly isn't a fancy place, but that's a plus. It was pretty quiet though, with not many customers on this weekday afternoon. It being a nice summer day, I placed my order and was told they'd bring it to me on the picnic tables outside.

I got the Hintonburger combo, which is a six ounce patty with bacon,cheese and BBQ sauce, as well as fries and a can of pop for $15.50. With the $2 fee to upgrade my fries to onion rings, it rang in at $17.50 before tax and tip.

So let's call it $20.

For a burger, onion rings and a can of pop.

That's insane.

The burger was good. Patty was a bit small, but it tasted good. Crispy bacon. Good bun. Onion rings were excellent. Pepsi instead of Coke, but whatevs.

But $20?

Not sure they'd even try that in Queen West.

Recommend this Post on Progressive Bloggers