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| - I've got a soft spot for independent burger joints. That soft spot is my stomach.
This place is just bursting with character and they make a mean box of fries. Their burgers are, in my opinion, more delicious than Peter's - mostly because you don't feel like your burger was cranked out by disgruntled Eastern European women.
The owners here are a joy. They've got pictures of customers all over the walls and I've never been there without them cracking some sort of joke or messing with me at the till. Like, deliberately ringing in my order wrong and then making a joke about how I owed him 10,000 dollars. Pay for the food, stay for the comedy! As Cory put it, the "Korean Guy" who runs this place is a legend and before you know it, you'll be wishing he picked YOU to take a picture with and put it on his wall.
If you're really lucky, maybe he will.
Now, the fries.
Ho-ly-mo-ley.
They come in a cardboard box and they look like the ones you can buy from the grocery store. They probably are. But there's so much Korean love baked into these beauties that you're going to make awkward moaning noises the first time you try them, I can almost guarantee it.
Burgers are pretty standard but they feel "cleaner" than other joints. Shredded lettuce, flavorful patties, cheese.. ah, I'm getting hungry just thinking about it.
Either way, this is fast food burgers done right. This is community done right. Ah, little Korean man and your little burger drive thru, I'm coming to see you tomorrow despite a massive snowfall warning. Keep the grill warm for me.
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