There’s something wonderfully familiar about walking into Texas Roadhouse in Christiansburg, Virginia, where the promise of hearty food and even heartier hospitality hangs in the air like the aroma of freshly baked bread.
You know a place takes its food seriously when the first thing that greets you is the sight of buckets filled with complimentary peanuts and the distinctive crunch of shells underfoot.
The rustic wooden exterior with its prominent Texas and American flags might not scream “gourmet burger destination,” but locals know better than to judge this book by its country-western cover.
As a culinary explorer with a passionate appreciation for the perfect burger, I’ve discovered that sometimes the best treasures hide in plain sight, nestled between hand-cut steaks and fall-off-the-bone ribs on an unsuspecting menu…