Long ago, when Patrick was a little boy there was a sandwich/burger shop near his house. It was like heaven and he tried to eat there everyday. Patrick would charm his mother to be allowed this favor by feeling ill or sad; missing his grandmother who lived in another town; by breaking his favorite toy; or even volunteering to walk the dog! His saint-of-a-mother would give in occasionally, but this was not enough for naughty Patrick.

One day, he was caught crawling out of his bedroom window to get one. The name Patou, is a term of endearment his mother and grandmother gave Patrick for being so naughty and adorable in his quest for this burger.

He never forgot the taste of this burger and decided that one day he would share his childhood treasure with his customers. He knew that once they tasted his version that they too would understand, his quest and naughtiness.

It is Patrick's pleasure to introduce to you the Patou line of burgers, named in honor of Patrick's heroism in obtaining this burger. Perhaps, Patrick's saint-of-a-mother would beg to differ, but this is Patrick's version and he is sticking to it.