
The origin story of these Stilton Burgers is a long and frankly weird one. It involves a game my family invented where a crushed pop bottle is the ball. It’s best described as snow rugby but, um, with fewer rules. Yeah, it’s weird. Anyway, this was always the lunch of choice after our annual game. I won’t bore you with all the strange details. All you need to know is my family makes these burgers every year during the week between Christmas and New Year’s. Its primary function is to make use of leftover Stilton and to have an excuse to cook outdoors. Snowy picnics are rad in case you didn’t know.