I almost kept driving. The building looked small enough to miss, the kind of place you’d pass without a second glance if your stomach wasn’t already growling.
Curiosity won out, and I pulled in expecting an average burger and an average afternoon. What landed on the counter changed that fast.
Grilled onions piled high, caramelized just right, melting into a patty that clearly knew what it was doing. Massachusetts has plenty of burger joints chasing size records and gimmick toppings, but this one just focuses on getting the basics exactly right…