Thursday, November 30, 2006
Since magic wok (aka Jack, aka Darren) already brought it up, I might as well spill the beans. I also went to Botak Jones for their famed triple patty burger. Ben and Gen had been talking it up for ages, but I hadn't quite felt up to it.
Botak Jones was set up by resident bald american, Bernie Utchenik, and serves good ol' american grub. The interesting thing is that its actually a hawker stall chain with all its branches in HDB (Public Housing) heartlands!
After spending part of the evening exploring Mustafa Departmental Store (Singapore's very own 24 hour departmental store that literally sells EVERYTHING and ANYTHING under the sun and moon), I decided tonight was the night! Sometimes you just have a craving for hamburgers, and oh yes, I had the craving, I felt I was going to ravage the burger, and leave a trail of destruction in my path.
Off we went, to Block 608, Ang Mo Kio, Avenue 5. When we got there, it was packed! And we were told it would be an hours wait for our food! Unfazed, we set about deciding what to order. I was ready to obliterate a cow, and so were my foodie group. We ordered, between the 5 of us, a salad, 5 triple patty burgers, and a cheese hot dog wrapped in bacon.
Just the sight of the thing was worth the wait. I mean I was there for the experience as much as the food. Here was an american food stall in the heartlands that even sold merchandise like caps and T-shirts bearing their motto, "Damn good food at a damn good price!" The paradox of capitalism in a somewhat socialist setting. Look at that beast .... ...
It was all systems go ... ready to rock and roll ...
A side note on darren. The first time I got to know magic wok (his bowling callsign) was over supper in london. At something like 2AM in the morning, he systematically dismantled two steamed crabs! (I thought to myself, who eats crabs at 2AM!!???) The common thread in our friendship has got to be a willingness to travel anywhere for food, with the shortest of notices, and the minimum planning. I've got to give it to him, look at how neatly and systematically he approached his burger. It's no mean feat I assure you. We took a while figuring out how we were going to do it.
I ... am ... a messy burger eater ... but hey look ... I finished mine! All of it! Dummm deee dummm.... don't bother straining your eyes ... it's just fries on the plate.
What's the verdict? Well, I liked the burger. You could definitely taste the quality of the patty, the shitake mushrooms were beautiful, and the runny egg, exquisite! Ben and Gen thought the sentosa burger was better, and I might be inclined to agree with them, but for the salt content in Donna's creations! At the end of the day though, it was the experience of eating proper american food in the heartlands, with entertaining and enthusiastic servers like Irya here that did it for me.
Yeah ... I'll be back ... and not just to prove that I can actually finish the burger (Darren, just you wait!)