Steel flat, short menu, long lines.
Two hundred pounds of fresh-ground beef delivered every morning. Never frozen. Pressed by hand, one at a time, on two hundred and fifty degrees of flat iron steel.
Two fresh-ground beef pucks pressed hard on steel until the crust locks in. A single slice of American cheese melted between the patties. Diced white onion caramelized into the meat. Pickles, yellow mustard, brioche bun toasted face-down in rendered fat.
By noon, every stool is taken. Construction crews in threes, parents with sticky-fingered kids, the remote worker who drove past three other places. The char is right. That's why.
Bone-in thigh, brined overnight, dredged in seasoned flour and fried to a shatter. Cabbage slaw with apple cider vinegar. Bread-and-butter pickles. House sauce. Brioche bun.
Whole milk, house-made ice cream, blended until thick enough to stand a spoon. Vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry. No powder. No shortcuts.
The wipe-down crew comes in at nine. The flat iron gets scraped clean for tomorrow's ten o'clock beef. See you then.
I drove past three other burger places. The char is right. That's the whole story.
We split a chicken sandwich and a vanilla shake in the sticky booth every Saturday. It's our thing now.
Best lunch stop on the job site rotation. Two doubles, fries, done in eight minutes. Every time.
2847 Industrial Blvd
Counter Service Only
Free parking out front
Skip the line. Order online, pick up in 30 minutes.
Ready in 30 minutes. Pay at the counter.
One patty, American cheese, onion, pickle, mustard
Two patties, double cheese, caramelized onion
Three patties. For the serious.
Double smash + crispy bacon + house sauce