The Dutch Bakery is probably the last remaining true diner in downtown Victoria. It's been run by the same family for over five decades, the tabletops are formica, and baked goods are proudly displayed in those little plastic pie-houses that have become so iconic (yah I don't know the technical term for those serving dishes, give me a break). This restaurant is the stuff immigrant dreams are made of; the kind of place people make a habit of going to. A burger in a place like this should be different, yet humble. It should stir your emotions ever-so-slightly, and every time you eat one it should make you forget all your miserable shortcomings. I realise that's a tall order, but you should expect nothing less from a semi-iconic family business.
The Dutch Bakery makes a pretty good burger, but it didn't quite fill me with the vim-and-vigor I figured it might. The (supposedly) 1/3 pound patty was juicy and flavourful—the "special blend of seasonings" making it taste a little like a sausage roll. The taste was a tad arresting at first, but after a few bites it got pretty familiar, and the chef balances it well with the other flavours at play. The burger is adorned with your standard condiments (mustard, mayo, ketchup) and a healthy dose of fresh produce. The bun is squishy, and the bacon is thick, crispy, and much tastier than your average cheap diner fare. Overall this burger meets expectations, but don't expect it stir up any post-war style feelings of confidence and serenity.
VERDICT: Good, but not great. Perhaps if the patty was beefier this would be a true gem.