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| - My boyfriend and I came in back in October because we were looking for (cheap) good food in Kensington, and he was in the mood for burgers. I instantly fell in love with the place's decor, as simple as it is, because it's just so bold and beautiful. And the smells made us drool from the sidewalk, so we expected the food to be really, really good!
While standing in line, I noticed Arabic on the wall of the kitchen-- and then, I noticed that the place was halal. That made me so happy, because I know how difficult it is to find a halal burger place these days that makes good food at decent prices. The woman who took my order was polite, and she got down my order perfectly: a Captain Jerk and an Atomic. I went and sat down with my partner, and the food came round rather quickly considering it was lunch time.
The food was amazing! I wanted to try the jerk burger because the idea of pineapple on a hamburger seemed really cool, and it tasted great. The fries were also really good, and they were hot and crispy just like fries should be. The burger itself was juicy and flavourful, and I liked it way more than anything I've ever had at the Burger Priest. And compared to Burger Priest's prices, The Burgernator is killing it! AND the veg were all fresh, I could still hear the crunch of the lettuce. My boyfriend really liked his burger too, and we're both big fans of the Burgernator's special sauce-- they should bottle it and their jerk sauce, honestly.
What sold me on this place, though, are the people who work there. While we were eating, two vision-impaired men walked in, and were struggling to find a bench to sit at since the layout is a bit different to other restaurants. Before I got up, one of the men working (the owner, I think) walked over and guided them to a table, and then stood there for several minutes reading out the menu to them, and taking the time to explain what was in everything and how it would be prepared. That's what Kensington Market is all about-- I'm glad we got to witness that, because I've seen too many ableist restaurant workers in Toronto. When my boyfriend and I got up to leave, the man came and said goodbye to me, remembered my name from when I placed my order, and told me to have a super nice day.. but in Arabic, and the message was just that much more special.
11/10 would go again. These guys are great, and their food is wonderful.
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