Last night I finally hit up Moderne Burger with a friend. After a rocky start that involved me asking if they do take-out, forgetting that the word “take-out” is actually part of the place’s name, we were off and running. I ordered a classic steak burger and my friend got a veggie patty. When I asked for some ketchup, I promptly received a few packets and an admonishment to keep the bag open “to let the fries breathe.” I’m pretty sure that’s a bit like feeding nutrients to ensure the health of the dead protein that we call hair but we followed the orders anyway.
The burgers (and fries) were yummy but a word to the wise…check your order before you leave, because my friend’s veggie burger was a hunk of charbroiled cow. Good thing he’s not actually a vegetarian!
