Cuisine: Burgers
From the menu: Beef burger $10, with extras; beetroot, aged cheddar $2 each, Pork with mint slaw $10, Potato skins $6, Charred broccoli $6, Chocolate sundae $10, Banana split $10
Drinks: Fully licensed
Rating: 8/10
Burgers. Are they not designed to be wolfed down, scoffed, inhaled, smashed (as in "I could smash a burger"), either late at night or the following day when you're reaching for a cure for the late night? Surely they're not meant to be savoured, analysed, discussed in detail and at length. Yet I find myself with a friend, our cheeks bulging, raving about the burgers we're eating, picking apart every last ingredient and swooning over their most excellent composition; the friend even going as far as to say, "I think this is the best burger I've ever eaten"?
We're at Burger Burger owned by Adrian Chilton (Jam Cafe) and Mimi Gilmour (Mexico restaurants), the latest eatery to open in Ponsonby Central and we'd just scored the lucky last table, before the queue begins to form. It's loud, busy, grungy and all of it adds up to an atmosphere charged with frenetic energy but Sam, the waiter of all waiters, looks after us with all the casualness of someone who doesn't have a full house demanding his attention.
So, we're in a burger joint but the drinks list is above and way beyond fizzy drinks. My Negroni comes strong and well mixed in a short tumbler, the beer in a tall brown bottle because yes, they do Lion Red old-school, swappa-crate style at Burger Burger. But we could have had a glass of Moet too, or a bottle of decent pinot or, at least according to the menu, with "excessive flirting" the bartender might mix us one of the classics not on the drinks list.
The design of the small space is colourful and casual, with crates on the wall acting as planters and a stack of them on the floor making it feel like you've turned up at your friends' flat for a party, except that the food is better than a bowl of Twisties and potato chips with onion dip. Way better. Potato skins come with the crunchy skins flecked with a shower of sea salt and a small dish of truffle aioli.