These babies are an icon in my family. Nanny is my grandmother. Her hamburgers are unmatched. The patty is thin and the bread/bun is toasted in a cast iron skillet. Lefty and Boo always want her to fix them one. By always, I mean every time that they go to her house. Since the bus drops them off at her house after school three days a week, that means they want them a lot. Granted, she doesn't fix them one every time, but nonetheless! So Loo and The Boy had never had a Nanny Burger. They have heard about them for four years now, but circumstances have always been so that they didn't get to be there when burgers were being made.