Alright, I know we kind of go on… and on and on and on… about burgers. We're not a burger blog, and I know every post we do is "oh my god the best burger EVER" … BUT it's not our fault. The way I see it is, Adelaide is stepping up to the bar, the burger bar, that is.
See what I did there?
So when you've recovered from your fit of giggles at my witty humour, I need to tell you, we've found the best burgers EVER. Everyone likes their burger a bit different I figure. Some like that glossy, smooth bun, some like the classic sesame seed buns. Some want a big patty that you can't fit your mouth around, some like it like a good old fashioned pub burger and some are crazy about the trendy american burgers that are taking over our city.
I don't have a preference personally, because i'm a guts and will eat anything at least once - and I won't stop if I like it! I'm eating Honey Soy Chicken chips as I write this - I dare you to stop yourself eating those, for me its near impossible.
I'd been hearing and seeing so much about Nordburger on Urbanspoon, Facebook, blogs and from word of mouth. I couldn't get it out of my head, but I didn't head there right away because there really have been so many burger bars popping up around the place, I didn't really think too much of it. If only I had known what was waiting for me on the Parade my golly I would have been there weeks sooner.
Situated on the corner of that little area of shops on the Parade - I think there's a Coles near there and diagonally across from Hoyts (I would google maps it rather than follow my incredible description) it's in a nice little spot for a nice little store. And it is small. Be warned, there is no toilet there. I had to use the bathroom and the public ones were locked and I had to go pretend to be lost/looking for my friends while I went into the Cibo one across the road. If you're not scared of potentially being told off then you'll have no worries.
Anyway, nice little store. The place was so simple I fell in love with it. A long bar and a few seats (which we were lucky enough to score). You could see everything that was happening and the cooks were so methodical it was an art. Each burger had the same amount of sauce and toppings, you knew you were going to be happy. And it was neat. Perfectly neat.
I got a cheeseburger, and the patty reminded me a lot of a Hungry Jack's cheeseburger, it had that delicious flame grilled flavour that just made your mouth water before during and after each bite. Just the right amount of mustard and sauce, it was heaven in a bun (the bun was super soft but held everything together without going soggy - bliss!)
Paul had the portobello mushroom burger which surprised me, but he ate it so quickly and silently that it indicated it was just as tasty. We shared a fries and had a milkshake each, I had strawberry and Paul had caramel. I don't usually get milkshakes but I felt like getting wild and it was well worth it, though I assume its pretty hard to mess up flavouring and milk.
The fries were okay on their own but I would absolutely recommend getting dipping sauce with them, it just tops the whole thing off. It takes them from a 6 to an 8 in a blink. Did I mention Paul went and got another burger to eat on the way home too? Because they were just so damn good, though after the milkshake I was well fine with just the one.
I haven't been back since our glorious journey about a month ago, but Paul definitely has and he gets 2 burgers every time. It's not that they're not filling, because they are, it's because they're ridiculously good and tasty and leave you wanting more.
Paul's second burger - car edition