If there’s ever a time in history I could go back to it would 1950s America. I’d put on the jukebox, order a couple burgers and shakes and maybe even a slice of pie if I’m feeling really adventurous.
I know in reality this could probably never happen (being optimistic here), so Parlour Diner on Chapel Street is probably (still being optimistic) the closest I’ll ever get. It’s got the checkered floor, it’s got somewhat semi booths and the menu is made up of burgers, fried chicken and shakes. Although I think alcohol is more commonly served here than filter coffee.
The chilli buffalo wings I ordered were huge but lacked that buffalo flavour and were more like a cayenne pepper spice and were extremely greasy.
The Philly Cheese Steak came out and it was massive, more than one hand was needed to lift it off the place. A hotdog bun split then filled with lots of grilled steak, melted cheese slathered in tomato and mustard sauce and then topped with onion rings. I don’t think proper real deal authentic Philly cheese come with tomato sauce and mustard let alone onion rings but I’m no expert so I’ll just shove my mouth full of it and keep quiet. The steak was a little chewy and hard to eat but had a lovely char to it, the onion rings added a nice little crunch. A bit of a gluttony heaven on a roll.
My burger the ‘Pineapple Express – beef patty, tomato, lettuce, double cheese, pickles, pineapple and bacon’ came and it looked huge. The pineapple and lettuce added some freshness to cut through all the richness from the cheese. Upon inspection, though there was only one little slice of a pickle – not cool. Was it the best burger I’ve ever had? Nah, but it was a decent-sized burger for the price.