The burgers here are the kind that require a game plan. You need to unhinge your jaw like a cartoon character, and you will end up with sauce on your chin. But honestly, who cares? It’s a badge of honor.
I once ordered a “Smash Burger” and it was so good I actually paused mid-bite to stare at it. It’s that juicy, that messy, that perfectly seasoned. Paired with a side of onion rings that are more ring than onion—exactly how it should be.
The chicken wings are another level. They’re sticky, spicy, and come with a napkin warning. You’ll lick your fingers and pretend you’re classy about it, but we all know the truth.
