For years my sister Keisha has been trying to get me to eat a Green Parrot burger, and each time she's asked, I've avoided doing so, not because I didn't think they would taste good, but simply for the fact that whenever she asked, I wouldn't be in the mood for a burger.

Furthermore, whenever I wanted a good burger, I would take to my kitchen and make one myself, because I was sick and tired of the places that doled up patties and passed them off as good burgers.

Then, a few weeks ago, the people in the office started heading to Green Parrot for a burger, and chiming in on how good it was. To the point where the other day, one of them wanted to go, but another said no, because she was still digesting a burger they'd had almost three days before.

Hmmm, interest piqued, I began wondering whether it was time for me to make a trip to Green Parrot, to try one of these much-talked about burgers.

The other day, my husband David and I were off to breakfast in search of boiled fish on a Saturday morning and being the kind of person he is, we had to stop here, there and everywhere else before we actually got to our destination. Before I knew it, it was 1 o'clock in the afternoon, and we were still trying to make our East Bay St. destination for breakfast, so I asked him if he wanted to get lunch instead, and if he would prefer a burger, so we stopped at Green Parrot.

Finally, I was going to get the chance to see what all the brouhaha was about. I ordered a "The Works Burger," substituted the French fries for onion rings, and when it arrived, all I could do was sit back and look at what was put before me. It was a monstrous creation. A huge burger — both in height and width topped with lettuce, tomatoes, caramelized onions and sautéed mushrooms and two types of cheese.

What was I going to do with it? And how was I supposed to wrap my mouth around such a creation? Well I finally figured out that I wouldn't be able to get a taste of everything in every bite, and resorted to nibbling at the burger. I could barely finish a half. I managed to munch on three onion rings before I threw in the towel and cried "uncle". That burger did me in.

If you're looking for a burger that will hit the spot, and if your appetite can take it, a Green Parrot burger will do it for you. My one fault with it was the fact that my mushrooms weren't fresh, and seemed to come out of a jar. Otherwise, the burger was absolutely delicious.

My sister happens to be off the island right now, and I can't wait for her to return to tell her that I've finally had a Green Parrot burger. Actually I've had two, since the first experience, I've also had the Mahi Mahi burger, which happens to be her favorite.

She would be so proud of me, but maybe just a tad disappointed, that my first experience was not with her.