The Grounds of Alexandria

Not having been to The Grounds of Alexandria for almost a year, not since it was fresh and sparkly, I see that the rest of Sydney has discovered it. Woah. It was a sunny Sunday arvo and the joint is utter mayhem. But I’d come with a mission – to eat their burger – and I was not going to back down, no matter how many children, slack-jawed gawkers or patrons with those heinously loud laughs there were.

photo of burger

Recommended to me by another burger aficionado (who claims to be part American and therefore was born with a burger in his fist) I knew this was going to be a serious burger. It was. The dry-aged Angus pattie is soft and succulent, swimming in sauce and the flavour is remisncent of posh Big Mac sauce, only with more dill. This burger left a lovely film of grease on your lips. The bun is not overly sweet which is a good thing and although there is not much smoke or char, this burger stands on its own juicy feet without. The worst part about this burger was the fact that I decided to split it with my mother. #foolishgirl

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