A burger, told one frame at a time. Scroll to run the griddle.
Split potato rolls, cut side down. Thirty seconds to a golden face that will not surrender to juice.
Lettuce dried, onion cut thin, everything within reach. The flat top waits for no one.
Cold-ground chuck lands on ripping-hot steel. The Maillard reaction does the seasoning's real work.
A steel cloche drops over the patty. Trapped heat does in seconds what an oven cannot.
The dome lifts. The cheese has fallen exactly where it was meant to.
Strips pressed to the same steel until they hold their shape like punctuation.
Bottom bun, lettuce, onion, patty, bacon, lid. Eaten in minutes, remembered longer.