Wednesday, July 24, 2013

BurgerFi

Lookie here, another burger joint... That's all this town needs is more fat fuckers like me. Webble and wobbling around in circles and going nowhere fast. I like burgers but this town is saturated with out-of-state franchises coming and going within a matter of months. This place is a little nicer than the other meatpackers around town. They actually thought about the design and layout, but yet it screams corporate made all over the place. That stupid secret menu which is a total In-N-Out Burger rip off is awful... Why would you print it on the menu if it's SECRET? Help me, lordy...

The test sampler. Burger, Chi-dawg and Cry & Fries. First thing that catches my eyeballs... The ginormous onion rings. I hate giant onion rings, you can't eat them without first cutting them into smaller pieces, this ain't no finger food. The fries were pretty good though. They have some concoction called a BurgerFi® sauce... It reminds me of that nasty Donkey Sauce shit made by that freak, Fieri. It's some mixture of mayo, sriracha, pickle juice and other funky junk, total diarrhea.

The marketing pictures of the burger looked quite impressive but when you see it in real life it's kinda disappointing like Tom Cruise isn't as tall as he looks in the movies. Burgers like this always have to have a gimmick... What was that dumpy burger joint that had air baked fries and oven-baked patties? Thank god I forgot the name because it sucked sacks of donkey balls. But the gimmick here is the branded buns with their name on it. Am I the only sane person that finds this fucking ridiculous? Shouldn't the brand be on the meat? Ok, whatever but how was the meat curtains? One word comes to mind: Bland. It had all the required checklist for a burger but at the end of the day it was just a really boring burger in the flavor department. Thank god, I got the Donkey Sauce on the side and not dumped in this mess already.

Chicago Style Dog. It looked halfway there until you lifted the sheets... It seemed like someone stuffed a M80 in a pig's dickhole and lit the fuse. Why was the hot dog split in half length wise and grilled? It was dry as shit like a hot dog that's been left on the grill for way too long. This ain't a Chicago Dog, it broke down somewhere between Atlanta and Chicago... Perhaps Alaska. The sport peppers, nuke green relish and poppy seed bun were the only highlight and the bun wasn't even steamed. But eating just those 3 items ain't much fun. I was hoping for a really nice Chi-dawg but all I got was some brokeback version.

This joint is glued together with bits and pieces of different concepts that their corporate headquarters deemed "cool" and "hip". Places like this are suspect when they focus more on gimmicks than what they serve to paying customers. Good luck to y'all but once is more than enough for a lifetime. I'm going to the General Muir for a real burger.


Emory Point
1520 Avenue Place
Suite B-140
Atlanta, GA 30329
(404) 665-4400
http://www.burgerfi.com/

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