I’ve been going to H2 Burger Co (taking burgers to a higher level) on Fridays for lunch. It’s located in the Red Goose Saloon on Houston and according to a recent review “When you first enter, be prepared – it is a bar…” I keep going back because the chef comes up with a specialty burger every week. Today was the H2 burger topped with Quail sautéed in cognac with pancetta and juniper berries and topped with Mission Fig jelly, micro mustard greens and Cabernet cream reduction sauce. I don’t know if it qualifies as a Jesus joint, but it’s as close as this sinner can get to burger heaven. The Gospel sets the stage for engaging the world where it lives rather than remaining separate as Jesus ate and drank in ways that made the respectable folks call him a glutton and drunkard. But if Zion’s daughters are to rejoice and the works of God’s hands experience grace and compassion then not a single “wretched man that I am” can be left out, which of course includes those who spend as much time inside the church as outside.