Nothing says "Happy Valentine's Day" like coating your heart with grease.
BACKGROUND
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I wanted to eat. And eat good. I had been studying all day and decided to treat myself to a good local meal, and so I decided after years of driving right past it, tonight was going to be night I finally had Thai Lanha. However, life had other plans. For I forgot it was Valentine's Day. Plus a Saturday. Of a 3-day weekend. I got to Thai Lanha, hungry and anticipatory, only to see a crowd of around 30 people hovering at the door, still waiting to be seated.
Bah.
Dejected, I drove out of the parking lot, noticing some random pooch place called Frou-Frou Puppie (?) as I left. Who names something like that? Anyway, as I sat at the intersection of 38th and Indian School, glum and starving, I looked at what was straight ahead of me:
Chicago Hamburger Company.
It was like a homing beacon, with me as its target.The sign seemed to suddenly brighten and emit heavenly sunbeams. French bugles played and angelic voices went "aaaaaah!" and....ok, not really. But I did automatically start driving across Indian School instead of turning right or left. Screw Thai food and people looking into each other's eyes while they pine for each other and a stick of chicken satay. It was burger time.
SETTING
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An uber-casual, frill-less, order at the counter burger joint. A scratched up Ms. Pac-Man greets you upon your entrance. Pinball. Chicago sports and city shwag blanket the walls. One section of wall, however, is dedicated to photos of people wearing CHC t-shirts as they tour the planet. Standing in front of Matterhorn Mountain? Yes. The Taj Mahal? Sure. Within the jungles of southeast Asia? Why not? These CHC denizens sure get around.
Also, there are booths and plastic tables. A flat-screen showing sports. A condiment stand with pumps for ketchup and yellow mustard, plus Tabasco and Worcestershire. Condiments make me happy. I'm a simple man.
FOOD
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Menu includes really cheap sliders, plus regular-sized burgers. Also, fries. Chili fries. Chili cheese fries. Or just cheese fries. Your pick. Onion rings. Hot dogs. Chili dogs. Milkshakes. And Frito pie. Yes. I said Frito pie.
But don't let Frito pie freak you out, for there are also healthier options: turkey burgers, broiled chicken breast sandwiches, etc. Maybe even veggie burgers (but don't quote me on that). That said, I didn't see one person eating a healthier option in there. I guess that's as common of a sight as seeing someone eating apple slices at McDonald's.
I had:
* One cheese slider with the works (cheese, brown mustard, onions). I've never been privy to this phenomenon known as White Castle so I don't really have a prototype to compare sliders to, but what I do know is that this slider tasted great. Well done for something so tiny.
* A southwestern burger (w/ grilled onions, cheddar, bbq sauce, onion rings, two strips of sizzle). Did I just gross you out? I'll admit, the southwestern burger is a giant cosmos of gluttony wrapped in a bun. And that combination of ingredients would usually churn not the best of things in my stomach, but maybe that's my fault, not the poor burger's.Truth is, it was still a good burger, and it wasn't all that big or massively stacked (and thus impossible to eat with half the stuff falling out of the bun). Probably won't order it again, though. I'll just call it my Valentine's Day special.
* Basket of regular fries. Fries were crisp , tasty and not greasy. Not much else to say there.
ANY NEGATIVES?
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* Hours could be more friendly to late-night noshing. They close at 8. Stay open later, people! Come on. Even to 9 or 10 would be fine. I think a lot of the older establishments just simply haven't adjusted to the fact that Phoenix isn't a little sleepy town any more.
SO, YOU'D RECOMMEND IT?
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* Sure thing. CBC is a good, super-casual, frill-less but wallet-friendly burger joint. There is no hip Delux-like atmosphere here. Or even a pseudo-50's Johnny Rockets vibe. Just a joint that pays homage to Chicago and makes no-fuss food.
ANYTHING ELSE?
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* I know. My date for Valentine's Day was a slider, a burger, and fries (not to mention I forgot it was Valentine's Day). And I know. If you're a girl, you just went "lame" in your head followed by other fond terms of affection. But that's ok. For there was a little love in your eyeroll. I felt it.
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About 3.75 stars (round up to 4) read more