Okay so today I was at home sitting around with a hangover and feeling really, REALLY bored. After ringing round roughly everyone I know, and getting knocked down by each of them, I decided enough was enough and I'd go to the pub.
I am now in the pub, using their free Wi-Fi, after having what can only be described as a wicked-awesome burger. It really was, it was bloody beautiful. A masterpiece of culinary engineering you might say.
I am so stuffed right now that I feel sick at the thought of more food, yet I think I could probably attempt another go at one of those bad boy burgers. In fact, I'm salivating.
I guess I had better start to describe it then. For a start, it was definitely home made, and it had that scruffy look about it that said "Hey there, I'm not your ordinary perfectly shaped burger, I'm full of flavour and the chef probably said pucker whilst making me".
As standard, when a burger arrives before your eyes, you lift the bun lid and inspect what's going on. I did just that and immediately noticed that there was no cheese! I asked for cheese god damn it and they'd gone and bloody forgotten it... or so I thought.
In fact, the cheese WAS there, they'd hidden it INSIDE the burger! As I sat there, bun in hand, I thought to myself "this is revolutionary, the cheese is INSIDE the burger". Needless to say, I devoured it along with the mediocre side of wedges.
As you might expect, I'd recommend the burger. The rest of the place is good too though, the bar area is light and airy with a high ceiling and there's a nice looking family friendly beer garden too. The only things that stopped this place getting full marks was the oily soggy wedges (would have preferred proper chips) and the slow Wi-Fi. Even the dirty stinking slut-bag chav, recommending that I go on YouPorn, didn't sway this review (although 'she' did put me off my food. Slightly). read more