I have finally made it to Burgermaster. I've meant to go for ages and ages, but I hardly ever make it over to the U district. this past weekend was the big book sale at Magnuson park, so it was a great excuse to stop by.
I'm really glad I did. The place is awesome. Product of my time that I am, I love a 70s fast food joint that's been frozen in time. Well, not exactly frozen; everything is hella worn. The wood grain has almost worn off of the tables. But at least they have a bizarre coffee bar thing out in the middle of everything.
I love the ambiance. I have to admit, as soon as I got inside it didn't really matter what the food tasted like. I was home.
The food was good though. And it was brought to the table. Woot! Table service makes it classy!
Speaking of class, I'm a bit of a classist, but in the biological classification sense. I didn't actually get a burger; I went for the turkey (no bacon). I was happy with my choice. They went out of their way to make it just as greasy as a burger, if not more so, which I appreciate immensely. I'd feel like a chump getting something healthy at Burgermaster.
Oh, and the shakes were excellent. I'm not a huge fan of Rakka's fake banana, but I liked my mocha a lot. Again, healthy choices are not allowed. You must go for the shake.
Oh, and the best part? The whole shebang, sandwich, fries and 2 shakes, was about 12.50 delivered (to the table, remember). In conclusion, my heart and arteries are very happy Burgermaster is difficult for me to get to.
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