OK. In the interest of full disclosure and honesty and truth in blogging, etc. Right up front. I’m going to tell you that this was a burger fail. Excellent in concept, poor execution. The idea was, a sloppy joe, but way less sloppy, like a burger. Hence, Sloppy Joe Burger.

Things started out looking good. Don’t you think? I did. You’re probably wondering why there is ketchup on them, right? Well. I decided to make my own sloppy joe seasoning, instead of using a packet. (I think know this is where things started to go wrong.) The recipe I found called for adding a cup of ketchup as you browned the ground meat. So, I squirted some on before I flipped the little guys.

They looked delightful. I was so ready to have a delicious dinner. So, I placed a patty on my gluten-free bun, threw some chips on the plate and took a bite. It was… interesting. As were the next few bites.

I couldn’t figure out what was “wrong” while I was eating the bun too. I took a little bite of just the burger and discovered the problem. Too much garlic was it? (is there such a thing?) Or maybe too much smoked paprika? Or too much ketchup? Maybe I should have started with a packet of sloppy joe seasoning.

I even spared Mr. GMET from trying these bad boys out. The leftover burger snuck it’s way into another dish where I could balance the overuse of so many spices. And the recipe? You’re not getting it from me. Or anyone for that matter. Because it didn’t work.

Better luck next time, I suppose.