(Her) I’m beginning to think that we are jinxed when it comes to burgers and recommendations. When a friend recommends a restaurant and tells you it’s one of the best burgers they’ve ever had in their lives–walk away. Because we were specifically coming here on the aforementioned burger endorsements, the entire table (minus the vegetarians) ordered the burger in some fashion or another. I wish we got the burger in the photo. What we got was basically, a lightly squashed meatball that was so undercooked it was cold in the center placed on some wonder bread that quickly turned to goo once the pink juices started flowing from the meat. The burger was so small, the bread overwhelmed it. The whole experience reminded me of when you were a kid and you REALLY wanted a McDonald’s hamburger and your mother says to you in her mothery voice “we can make the same thing at home”. I’m not sure what was wrong with the cook that day, maybe it was wrong to show up on a Friday expecting burgers and not fish. I believe the many reviews out there that say the burgers are good and “amazing” but I don’t think we’ll be giving them a chance to redeem themselves as my hubby can be pretty unforgiving.
Value……7 Ambience…..7 (very typical Wisconsin) Food……3
This is foggy memory here. Nothing sticks out as being good or tasty. The only redeeming thing about this place was the late 70’s Pinball machine. Lots of play for a quarter. So overpay for a tiny meatball burger on white bread and get your money’s worth in pinball. I really got nothing else to say. No need to go here or think about it.