Dan and I spent the past weekend on a mini getaway to Arizona. The real reason behind the trip was to attend a friend’s wedding, but we planned a few other things while there. It was the hubs wish to go to a place he had read about on the Internet. The Heart Attack Grill in Chandler, Arizona. We were staying in Chandler, so we thought we’d give it a try. We checked into the resort and then headed out on a mission to clog our arteries with calorie laden food.
A Heart Attack Grill branded ambulance was parked right outside of the restaurant. The place was located in a strip mall parking lot and kind of looked deserted. The front doors were painted white with red warning signs everywhere. “Taste worth dying for” – etc. We both kind of looked at each other and laughed. We walked through the front doors and it was much like a Quentin Tarantino movie set.
You thought I was kidding? You can see the menu on the poster – that is all they have. Huge burgers cooked with butter, flatliner fries, full sugar soda, beer and unfiltered cigarettes and did I mention scantily clad nurse costumed waitresses? or that it had nurse mannequins?
We sat in chairs at the burger counter. It took me a few seconds to realize that all of the patrons were men…and that they were all wearing hospital gowns and wristbands. Our nurse/waitress approached us with her T and A hanging out of her nurse uniform and told us that we needed to gown up. She walked behind us and asked us to put our arms into our gowns as she tied them at our necks – seriously?
Oh yes, didn’t pass up that photo op. Our nurse was happy to take our photo as evidence that yes, I did indeed go to a strip club/burger joint with my husband. Hah! – no stripping, but there might as well have been.
Next on the agenda – a trip to the flatliner french fry bar. A guy dressed in surgeon scrubs was working the fry cookers – 100% pure lard, awesome.
They had ketchup, mayo, mustard, jalapeños and a few other condiments at the fry bar.
They were delicious! You could go back as many times as you wanted – we both got two trays full.
I tried not to make it uber obvious that I was taking a million photos, but I wanted to share my experience with all of you. See? The things I do for this blog… 😉
I had to get a shot of our wristbands.
I stuck with the single bypass burger and Dan got the double bypass. Just for reference, the Quadruple bypass is approximately 8000 calories. No that’s not a typo. The burgers were really juicy and the potato buns were fabulous. It was the full sugared Mexican coke that really helped all of the grease go down, lol!
Dan took a photo of us in the mirror across the bar – something about this photo just makes me laugh.
I even took a picture of the reciept…
Obama’s cut – nice. There was so much more in the restaurant that I didn’t get photos of – a wheel chair so you could wheel your friends around the restaurant, a blood pressure machine – a scale – meals are free for customers over 350 lbs. – your nurse has to weigh you in. Milkshakes are made with pure buttermilk/fat and beer is served out of rolling coolers in the center of the mirrored counter/bar area. It truly was an experience to remember and yes, I am definitely the BEST WIFE EVER!
I wanted to share photos from the rest of the Arizona trip, but attaching beautiful resort photos and my friend’s wedding photos to burgers, fries and T and A just didn’t seem appropriate – I’ll save it for tomorrow’s post.
We had an amazing time, but I definitely missed cooking and blogging.