Author: mister

Went for lunch. Most of the sauce dripped out but I didn’t use any napkins. All those coal miners making electricity for bitcoins need something to wipe their picks with.

The food was OK.

If you want crepes. Try Love Crepe.

If you don’t know what a crepe is it’s basically a pancake.

If you don’t know what a pancake is I can’t help you.

The food was OK.

This place is popular.

Not so much there. But that was minutes after it opened for the night.

Just imagine it like that but really busy. I once tried to go without a booking and they looked at me funny and said “we don’t have any tables” because they didn’t have any tables.

So this time I booked. Just as well. It gets busy.

They serve lots of smoked meat. I couldn’t eat all the meat so they let me take the leftovers home in a bag.

The food was OK.

Cooked chicken breast. Purple cabbage coleslaw. Pinkish mayonnaise, probably from the sriracha. Top bun warmer than bottom bun.

I didn’t need the knife or the fork. They came in a little paper sleeve. But I took them out and put them on the dirty plate because what if somebody else gets my knife and fork and maybe I’m clean but maybe everyone isn’t and what if they never wash the knives and forks at all but just keep handing out the same knife and fork to everyone? Sure, it’s a burger so I didn’t need the knife and fork but what if I was having a steak and they gave me a knife and fork that’d been handed out to hundreds of other burger eaters before me and then the knife and fork just never got washed and I used a dirty knife and fork and ate my steak with it? The knife didn’t even look sharp enough for a steak.

I once saw a guy scratching his back with a fork. I hope he didn’t put it back in the paper sleeve afterwards. Sometimes I wipe cutlery before I use it. OK, I always wipe cutlery before I use it. I wipe plates and rinse cups before I use them too. Not because I think that same guy has been walking around scratching his back with all my plates and cups but I don’t know where they’ve been while I wasn’t looking and besides if somebody asks me why I’m rinsing a cup I can just say “to get out any taste of detergent” or just ignore them or look in the cup and then look at them, and then show them the cup and ask “what can you seen in the cup?” and then when they say “nothing” I could look in the cup again and say “yeah, that’s right, I can’t see anything either” and then after a dramatic pause I could show them the cup once more and say “certainly none of your business in here anyway!”

Also I had a beer with my chicken burger. The bartender put the cup over a thing that rinsed it before he put the beer in it. I didn’t ask why.

The food was OK.

There were three hotcakes. I was pretty sure I didn’t like marscapone and I was right. But I gave it a go, the forklines are clear.

The food was OK.

I went to Chur Burger.

I ordered a burger. And water.

Typical Sydney tapwater. Lightly chilled. Slight hint of fluoride.

After I drank and ate I made a paper plane out of the plate liner.

I didn’t throw it. But I bet it’d go pretty far.

The food was OK.

I went to Rockpool Bar & Grill with the burger club.

I ordered the David Blackmore’s Fullblood Wagyu burger. It was large. But I finished it.

The food was OK.

I bought a heater from Kmart. It was fifteen dollars. It works OK if I sit next to it.

On the way home I went to Abattoir Blues in Olympic Park.

There is a courtyard.

I had a wasabi burger. Or something. And chips.

The food was OK

It is the era of the popup. Find an old pub. Do a kitchen takeover. Flip burgers.

I went to the Down-N-Out popup by #Burgers at the Sir John Young Hotel.

They have a sign inside.

The chair next to me was empty.

I had a single. Also bacon. Also fries on the side.

I once ate at In-N-Out in Newport Beach. I guess it tasted like that.

The food was OK.