I’m run­ning out of food-related puns. I know right, what is this I don’t even. That’s how much I’ve been eat­ing and writ­ing and writ­ing about eat­ing lately. So let’s just get right into it, shall we? Just one review for you tonight.

1. The Great Philadelphian Cheeseburger at The General Practitioner. 

I’m no real­ity TV show food judge being all “well a bouil­labaisse  is that, not this” but I’m pretty sure that Phil­adelphia is fam­ous for its cheese STEAKS, not its bur­gers. So I don’t under­stand the name, but I do under­stand a tasty bur­ger when I eat one, and this was a tasty bur­ger.

gp burger

Hur­ray for crunchy ice­berg lettuce after so many places serve you slimy mesclun. The mush­rooms and the bacon gave lovely fla­vour, and the patty was well seasoned and the right kind of juicy. It would have been nice for there to have been more of the cheese sauce, though that could have made the whole thing too rich. What let the bur­ger down though was the bun, which I’m pretty sure was a stand­ard super­mar­ket num­ber instead of the prom­ised Pan­doro, and also the pal­lid chips which were sadly under­cooked and blah. Still, the bur­ger was good enough that I plan on going back tomor­row to try their Dine menu. Don’t just take my word about this bur­ger though! Word on the Street loved it, while The Great Bur­ger Chal­lenge also found it lack­ing in sauce and were dis­ap­poin­ted in the chips.