Ok when I emailed our members and asked them to give me some basic info and a member, most did. Freakin Applejack wrote a term paper on it. To much for our member page but figured I would post it here as he had some good burger feed back.
Mity Nice – best patty melt I’ve had thus far in Chicago. They don’t try to gussy it up with gruyere, or caramelized onions tossed in truffle oil, or any such nonsense–it’s American cheese with grilled onions on rye baby. Since you need to griddle the patty with the bread, cheese & onions, some places tend to overshoot your burger temp. Not this place. Me likey.
Joe’s Seafood & Steak – this is what I call “the tidy burger”. This isn’t a sloppy affair that you actually consider using a fork and knife with (and then never actually do, as the stains on Blackie’s shirt will attest); everything is balanced, both in taste and proportion; the patty is perfectly cooked, juicy but not-too-juicy; and you’re not left with half of your toppings on the plate by the last bite.
West Town Tavern - on Tuesdays, you can knock down their famous Wagyu beef burger, served with curried sweet potato chips. They serve it on focaccia, so the bread-to-meat ratio is a little higher than I like, but I can live with it. This is about the borderline for me where a burger gets too froufrou to be taken seriously. I usually wash it down with a glass of old vines Zin, and then 8 gin & tonics.
In-N-Out – there was one pretty close to us when Big Daddy and I lived in Lost Wages. You can’t go wrong with the “4 by 4″–four patties and four slices of cheese on a single bun. It’s not on the menu but everyone there knows what it is. Apparently 4×4 is as large as they go now, since some clowns ordered a 100×100 burgers and needed a wheel barrel to carry it away.
Fatburger - this is another one Big Daddy and I would hit up in Vegas, though it was a 25 minute drive to the other side of town. We’d go with the Triple King (three patties with cheese), and then topped it off with bacon, chili and fried egg (defibrillator optional). Sure, it ends up being $13 for a fast food burger, but who doesn’t like hot chili on a 115 degree Vegas day?
Epic Burger – wildly overrated by some in this club (cough, Momzilla, cough). Forgot all the organic ingredients and free range kangaroo meat or whatever–these are small, fast food sized patties that are cooked medium. By the time you add on your toppings and the obligatory second patty, it’s like a $10 burger. Thanks for playing, but no thanks.
Grand Lux Cafe – didn’t know this was some upscale concept by the Cheesecake Factory, otherwise I never would have gone. Per usual, got the Patty Melt medium rare. Didn’t read the fine print, as apparently this comes with thousand island dressing on it. Thousand island dressing? It’s a patty melt, not a reuben ferchrissakes (note to self: check to see if there is a Chicago Reuben Club–I’m in). The parmesan bread just didn’t work on this, and the patty drippings mixed with the dressing to form some sort of weird coagulation on the plate. They need to go back to the drawing board on this one.
and The Ugly
Jollibee’s – sorry Agent Starling, this place may be a point of Filipino pride, but the burger sucks. First of all, the decor looks like Hello Kitty threw up in Legoland. The burger was a notch below Hardee’s, which should be a criminal offense in both the U.S. and the Philippines. And lastly, who the $*%# eats spaghetti as a side with a burger?