Sweet merciful mother clucking WOW of minor foodie paradise…read more
Inferno Grill knows food. Boy, do they know food. I came here for the burgers, and there's a custom Fatties Burger Appreciation Society list as long as your arm with all kinds of wild stuff (the Boss Hogg has crumbed mozzarella) but I tried their most famous creation, The Clucking Pig. The thing that stands out at this place is the quality of ingredients, and the care put into making each dish. The fried chicken was HUGE, like brontosaurus size, and piping hot with lovely crisp skin. The crunchy slaw, the aoili, the chilli sauce. Lots of thought has gone into this, and the result is astonishing.
The owner Anthony stopped by out table for a chat. This is a guy that genuinely cares about his customers, and he's crafted a one-stop family place that has something for everyone, from the fresh salads to the sticky glazed pork ribs to the char-grilled BBQ chicken. Everything looks sumptuous, everything's crazy fresh, and the prices are amazing. In your face, $20 gastropub burgers that I could have made at home. Oh and beers and ciders are $5. Yup. Oh, and he makes his own gelato, the kind that has crumbled up Crunchies on top. A proper Rennaissance man. I hear he used to be a banker.
Special shout-out to the home-made chilli sauce. Spin me around and call me Mary, I would drink a cup of this stuff. Don't dare me, I'LL DO IT. In the interests of full disclosure: a colleague was introducing me to this place and my burger was comped.