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| - Y'all know when you're the club and this fly-looking honey comes up to you, and you're like, "damn girl," because she's beautiful and by some miraculous alignment of the stars, she sticks around long enough for you to sidle up to her and then she starts talking and you're like "oh, this really isn't the flavourful burger I was expecting at all. And it took kind of a long time to come out." That's Chuck and Co.
The spot is definitely easy on the eyes with a mod monochrome look. There is a patio out front, and a fair bit of seating inside. They had a stack of newspapers and I had no where to be, so I decided to get my order for here i.e., there.
I kept it simple with the chuck burger ($6). It took foreeeeever. By the time I got it I was starving and smashed the burger with my face. It tasted a little overdone (but still moist), and they had forgotten the lettuce. I was already a few bites in so I didn't bother mentioning this to them, but it was a bit disappointing that they screwed up their most basic burger.
Not a destination for me, but I would probably return.
Obligatory Title Pun: I just don't give a CHUCK.
Menu Readability: Highly readable sign above the counter.
Need to mention: Boylan's soda is available here.
What this place teaches me about myself: That I really don't know what happens inside nightclubs.
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