Something I really cannot take much of nowadays are these little daily nuisances which can kill even the best of moods. One such classic nuisance is the grumpy old lady flying through the air, arms flailing, and then hitting you in the head because the bus driver decided to floor it while giving the lady zero chance to find balance nor seat. And then, of course, you are irrationally to blame for this, so the lady gives you a good yapping. Or does this only happen to tall, Swedish men?
”meat without salt is like sex without a partner”
Since this is an almost daily occurrence for me, I really don't need more nuisances. Unfortunately, though, one recently found me. It even has a name: B Burgers. In fact, I had this review more or less written in my head before I sat down to put it in print. I tried a few of their burgers, and I was not impressed. The bread was dry, the meat was dry, the burger had way too little dressing and then the biggest letdown of them all - the meat had almost no salt. I've told you about my preferences before. Meat without salt is like sex without a partner - technically doable, but...
However, experience has taught me that first impressions don't always last, so I decided to give B Burgers another chance. And frustratingly enough (because I had to flush my thought out review down the toilet), my opinion started to change. I guess I must have caught them at a bad day the first time me and a friend went there, because suddenly the meat was juicier, the flavors more intense and I left a happier man. The Chef’s Choice was the burger that changed my mind, but much to my surprise, my favorite burger turned out to be the Hawaii 007. It’s not exotic enough to be Hawaii, nor was it dangerous or elegant enough to be 007, but the combination of chicken, pineapple and chipotle sauce reminded me of an old favorite burger that I used to make at home.
”chewy, nearly impenetrable dark bread”
Still, I cannot look past the fact that B burgers’ food doesn’t reach any particular culinary heights. The so called Spicy Burger is just downright boring and tasteless (and surprise – not spicy at all), and despite the grilled shrimp, the Shrimp Burger wasn’t much better, much because of the chewy, nearly impenetrable dark bread. Also, I’m not sure why they chop the French fries into tiny, cube shaped pieces which are so crispy you risk cutting yourself.
The price level is quite normal for a Riga burger joint (around €5-8 for a burger), but it gets really affordable if you go there during lunch hours, when you’ll have a complete meal for €5. In case my review doesn't convince you to go there (or to stay away), €5 is a sum worth spending to form your own opinion.
Since finding out about B Burgers, I've been very intrigued as to what the B stands for. Unfortunately, after having sampled their merchandise for a few weeks now, I'm inclined to guess that it stands for ”Boring”.