Mac Daddy Beef Burger
This one's a bit of a head-scratcher. Two beef patties that look and taste suspiciously like supplier jobs, and a glut of pickled beets with no fried egg in sight. The patties are the most puzzling element here. Frankly I expected more from a place that makes such a great steak sandwich. As for the beets . . .
Generally pickled beets are accompanied by fried egg whenever they attend the ol' burger ball. Such is the Australian way. Beets can show up stag if they want, but they'll look out of place and the lettuce and cheese are gonna be over in the corner all, "Ooooo look who came alone and isn't dancing AT ALL." Then maybe they'll shout out nasty insults. And trust me, you do NOT want to be on the wrong end of a cheese and lettuce insult war. Those bitches are cruel as shit.
Right, where was I? OH YAH! I was reviewing a burger.
The Mac Daddy is a decent offering, but I can't help feeling a few things are out of place. Earlier in my burger reviewing career (if you can call it that) I may have gone wild for this package. Now I respect the homemade "golden arches sauce" (tastes a lot like the infamous "goop" sauce George Motz loves so much) and appreciate the effort to put a personal spin on one of the most well-known burgers in the world. A little more effort on the patties and better balancing of the beet flavour could make this a truly exciting burger. In its current form, however, the Mac Daddy is more curioso than culinary triumph.
VERDICT: You can have a spot on my dance card, but I'm not driving you home.