This review is only for the food.
Before coming here, I have not eaten any type of burger for like 5 years. So I was influenced into breaking my determined devotion because I owed my sister.
I honestly cannot remember which burger I got, but I definitely liked the jazz fries. They poured their famous crack sauce (no idea what it's made of) all over the thick cut fries and that was a 10/10. For the burger, I remember it being undercooked and I had a bad stomach ache afterwards.
Oh and when you make an order, the cashier asks you what your name should be when they call your order. I asked to be called the 'Immortal Drug Lord' and that's the fun part of this establishment.
I came again recently for free Foodie Fest tickets so I ordered a chicken Katsu burger with a side of garlic fries. It was just alright.
Sort of guilty on the inside for breaking a promise to myself for mediocre burgers... I'll just come by for the jazz fries.