When you're on a quest for the perfect this and the perfect that, it's easy to become a nazi. That applies to most aspects of life. And now, it seems, I'm slowly turning into a burger nazi. Whenever I hear a recommendation, or read good things about a place, I take it not with a pinch of salt, but with an entire salt mine. Some recommendations seem more reliable than others, though, and some of the more trustworthy ones have recently been about a place called Ghetto Burger. This place is by some considered to have the best burgers in Riga. So, in the name of culinary self-defence, this nazi leaves no stone unturned.
The fact that I basically had to sit in the kitchen, because the entire joint was packed with people, seemed a testament to the rumors being true. I mean, Ghetto Burger is not exactly located in the most crowded part of Riga. You'll find it close to Grīziņkalns park, so it takes some traveling to get there. But actually, the kitchen was a cool place to hang, since I had a perfect view of the entire cooking area, watching the staff scurrying around, preparing people's orders.
”IF i'd been lugging a car door around, i'd puke through the window”
As I had sort of already measured with my eyes when watching them cook, the amount of belly stuffing was simply reeeedickulous. On my first visit, I wobbled out of there like a supersized Morgan Spurlock. Depression came over me like a black blanket, I lost the will to go on, grease was oozing from my pores and if I'd been lugging a car door around, I'd puke through the window. Lesson learned. On my next visit, I ate with moderation.
This time, I actually remembered afterwards what the food was like. And here is my verdict: best burgers in Riga they are not. That being said, though, they are still pretty good. I'd wish for a juicier, thicker meat patty, I'd wish that they would skip what to me seemed like ordinary Thai sweet chili sauce (a big no-no on a burger) and I'd wish for more diversity among the burgers. Right now there is not much difference between the different varieties. However, the burgers are huge and quite tasty and the buns are perfectly decent. The French fries were soft and impotent on my first visit, but almost perfect on my second. They were seasoned well and (here comes the winner) you can ask for a really delicious garlic dip to go with them. Oh man, I could drink that garlic stuff like beer.
”the pregnancies you'll have to work out on your own”
I'm not quite sure what's so ghetto about the burgers, though. It's not like they're gonna turn you into a grotesquely obese single mother of nine*. Okay, obese, yes, but the pregnancies you'll have to work out on your own (I can help you with that). If you want some serious bang for your buck (the most expensive burger goes for less than €8, including fries and drink), though, I really can't think of a place that beats Ghetto Burger.
* sarcasm alert, aight?