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• scott miller // Aug 12, 2008 at 5:36 pm

  Burgers has been my meal of choice for as long as I can remember, yes I do enjoy a Ricotta Cavatelli & Summer Truffle or a Dry Aged Sirloin Steak with Bordelaise Sauce but my last meal would definitely be a Hamburger stuffed with Foie Gras & Winter Truffles from “DB Bistro” in New York followed by a Cheese Burger with all the fixings for Dessert from “Le Tub” in Hollywood, Fla. Unfortunately I live in Montreal where you can find a lot of good burger joints but none that are truly great at least not any more, we did have at one time, a spot in Old Montreal called “il était une fois” where you needed two hands just to pick up the burger and a mouth that could open like a garage door if you wanted to take a bite but it closed about ten years ago. Today I’d have to make it myself so when I heard a few months ago about a new restaurant that opened in Montreal called “M Burger”; I must admit I was pretty excited to hear that we’re finally getting a high end burger joint in Montreal. I was told that the “M” was reference to “Moishe’s Steak House” one of Montreal’s top steak house’s which I highly recommend. Well I haven’t seen any of the paper work but I’m told they’re involved and I think today if Moishe was alive and he ate at “M Burger” he’d probably just want to shoot himself in the face.

  Located in heart of the city, the restaurant is decorated with fancy bottles of alcohol and clever colors to distract you from all the cheap construction & finishing’s, it’s supposed to be a new restaurant but the place seems so dirty and is ageing at such an alarming rate like a street whore with a crack addiction and the loud music playing in the background. I think only deaf people can really appreciate, it was so loud I could hardly hear my son talking to me from across the table but the best part was the burger, OMG it was the worst burger I’ve ever eaten in my life and I’ve eaten a lot of burgers, it was not even worth my time to sit there and eat it. I was so upset all day that I could not believe how bad a burger can be, it tasted like they mixed into the “AAA” Beef sewer rat and dirty tampons with a healthy dose of salt and then cooked it for two or maybe three days. The slow service didn’t make things any better. I wanted to shoot myself in the face for making such a stupid mistake; I had such an awful taste in my mouth all afternoon it was like I ate the asshole off a skunk. When we left the restaurant my son told me “dad, calm done no one forced you to come here” and I told him “I know but no one warned me either”. So you have been warned, but you don’t have to take my word for it just don’t go and shoot yourself in the face after words for not listening.

  Hamburger Aficionado
  Scott Miller