My July 4th weekend was great time of relaxing around the house with the family. The highlight of the weekend, though, was my cinnamon burgers. My creative juices started flowing in the kitchen, and while I was making the burger patties the cinnamon called out to me from the shelf, "Come on, please. Just a dash. You like me on cinnamon toast, let's see what I can do for a burger." So, in the cinnamon went.

Burgers on the table, my wife took one bite, made a funny face, and said, "What did you put in these?" The gig was up. I confessed.*

Now I actually quite enjoyed the burgers. However, I smothered mine with chili, so that may have changed the flavor dynamics a bit. I did manage to find a couple of burger recipes online using cinnamon, so I'm not completely crazy.

*This is a common scene at our house when I do the cooking. I like to do something new and different. Sometimes it works and I look like a gourmet chef; other times it doesn't work and we order pizza. The funniest part of this is that I'm turning into my father. I can recall my mother's words on more than one occasion at the dinner table, "Jerry, what did you put in this?"