We were led through the nice bit to the restaurant space at the back, which was pleasant enough, though there must have been a problem with the extractor fans in the open plan kitchen area (also at this rear end, so to speak, of the restaurant) because the place was slightly uncomfortably smokey.
Smokiness aside, I was there to try the Automat Burger so I ordered one, with additional cheese and bacon, but it turned out to be nothing particularly special. To be honest, it was touch and go as to whether or not I could be bothered to write up the experience, so uninspired was I by my Automat Burger. I was actually dining with Mr Burger Monday himself, Daniel Young of Young & Foodish and when we started comparing notes (it was inevitable), he thought the patty too thin for a gourmet burger, and I had to agree with him – although it was the lack of flavour, rather than height, which really bothered me.
On a positive note, the bacon in my burger was tasty and cooked well, but alas there wasn't enough of it to make any flavour impact to the burger. The cheese formed a bland yellow blanket of stodge which probably did a great job of holding the crumbly, lean patty together. Underwhelming is probably the most polite way to describe the Automat Burger. A complete waste of time (and no small amount of money) would be another.
Although it consists of everything that a burger, technically, needs to exist, there's one key ingredient that's all too notable for its absence: love. There's just no passion in this burger. It's like the kitchen staff are just going through the motions – rendering the whole exercise pointless.
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