Posted in Restaurant Reviews on July 22, 2008

I make no apologies for my affinity for a very bloody burger. There is just something so primal, almost sensual, about tearing into one, enjoying every juicy bite. If you don’t understand this, I don’t think we can be friends.

This is why I had such high hopes for Hell Burger, Michael Landrum’s new burger joint, which resides in the same random strip mall as his flagship restaurant, Ray’s the Steaks. It takes a lot to get me to cross the river, but his hanger steak is one of the best things I have ever eaten, so that, combined with the lovely company of FreckledK, was enough to convince me to take the trip.

Am I glad I went? Yes. Was this the best burger I have ever eaten? Hell no.

Freckles ordered one of the special burgers, which was dressed with peppers, roasted garlic, caramelized onions, swiss cheese and apple wood bacon (she asked them to omit the mushrooms and they obliged). I went with apple wood bacon, Muenster cheese, caramelized onions and roasted garlic. The burgers were huge and I was sure I could never finish mine. See:

Yeah, I ate the hell out of this. Annihilated it.

So, the good stuff about Hell Burger: The meat is insanely juicy and incredibly flavorful. The toppings are fresh and of the highest quality. The cheese list is extensive and changes daily. The corn is tasty and cooked perfectly and the watermelon is a great way to end the meal. The lack of fries, is in my opinion, a very smart move; they would leave you way too full and they detract from the true star…the burger. I loved the roll of paper towel on our table in place of napkins; it was a nice touch as they were needed as the juice poured from the meat.

And now to the bad: It is cash only. The service is a bit surly. They need more space. You cannot order burgers rare. (I know, health codes. Health codes can suck it; I want my burger with a twitch.)

All this I could overlook, if it were not for one thing: the buns. Why, Why, WHY do the buns have to suck so bad? They are dry. They are crumbly. They cannot hold up to the juiciness of the burgers and fall apart. Is it so hard to find a tender, pliable bun? It was almost a slap in the face to such a perfect piece of meat that the delivery vehicle is such a freaking letdown.

I would go again because the actual burger was worth it, but the more I think about it, the more the bun situation irks me. Get it together, Landrum. Make the trip worth it, 100%.