I eat my burger with fork and knife. Layer by layer, starting from the top bun, then the topping, the meat patty, and then the bottom bun. Hold the garnish - I don't like mayos - and the lettuce, tomato and onion - I am an anti-vegetarian.
Which, due to the abovementioned method, I would end up getting full before I even get halfway through the meat patty.
Yet I find myself finishing Le Burger Brasserie's lamb burger with fried egg topping - must either be the lack of food from the day before, or the overexertion at Tryst the previous night, or neither. Maybe the burger was just that much more superior than any other gourmet burger I've encountered.
On a side note - the designers of the Paris casino should've known better than to try to French-ize everything. I can accept Le Burger Brasserie... But Le Car Rental? Give me a break.