Here’s a local hometown place that has some damn fine hamburgers, and I’ll shamelessly plug them here:
A 2018 World Burger Champion, the city of McDonough is fortunate to have at least one good place with real good food, though I’ll say we have a lot of other hidden gems around here, too. From a family owned place called Bojanes that focuses on great fresh food from vegan to carnivores but with a unique New York deli feel, to a great local Cuban restaurant called Papi’s, we do have our shining stars. But Kirby G’s is something else.
Yes, they have some great burgers. They have great everything, and it’s set in a 1950’s-esque diner with an ice cream bar and it has a nice aura to it. Kind of feels a little like being John Travolta and Uma Thurman walking in to Jackrabbit Slim’s in Pulp Fiction, just without the wait staff being dressed as actors and musicians from the era.

It’s nice to have places like this, and it seems like there’s always a great signature burger in a place like this. With ice cream and shakes. “You want that Martin and Lewis, or Amos and Andy?”. Oh, I’m having multiple flashbacks to the 90s (can I take the Waybac there, please. Pretty please. With sugar on top. Now clean the f*cking car). Okay, so I’m having Pulp Fiction flashbacks. Sue me. It’s on cable right now and it’s glorious. If you know, you know.

It also makes me flash back in time to another place.

Man, I’m just simply being nostalgic here, scamps. But to be honest, some of the best childhood to adult memories revolve around a good grill, some burgers and dogs, and some ice cold beers or great ice cream treats. Summer is approaching, I can feel it. Or I could Wednesday, and now it’s winter again. Come on, spring and summer.
Anyway, if you’re ever on the Southside, give Kirby G’s a visit, you won’t be disappointed. I never am, because they have top flight burgers when I’m of an age where I’d assume just make it myself, and I’ll actually pay money for it. And, it takes me to a happier time and place.
So, how’s about you? You have a favorite burger joint, or a memory associated with a good burger?
Discuss, scamps.