I have eaten a few burgers since my last post, but I decided that there was no point reviewing the same burger joint twice, unless there was some REALLY compelling reason…
I have been wanting to visit Kustom Burgers for a little while now. The shop itself is relatively new, but as per usual, Broadsheet had the #fomo way out of control before they even opened. To walk into the space, I was a little surprised at how small it is. More specifically, why put a massive truck in the middle of the shop taking up so much room? Yeah, the Scalextric track is a nice touch, and a winner with the little and big kids, but so few seats. Not sure Gordon Ramsay would approve.
That said, it was not all that busy at 12:45pm on a Sunday. This is a prime area of Thornbury for dude food, so you know the competition is stiff. And did they deliver? You bet they did.
The patty was the star here. It was cooked perfectly. And I loved the fact I was able to watch this happen. We watched the grill with eager anticipation as this beautiful creation they call the “F150 Kustom Burger” came to life. I spoke to the cook and mentioned that cooking burgers was an artform – he was not convinced. Perhaps I have romantic notions about burgers (?)! I mean, I used to be a chef. Surely if I think it’s an artform… Alas, no doubt if I was in his shoes I would also shrug my shoulders and say: “it’s easy!”
Great cheese and sauce combo here too. Blended perfectly with the copious meat juices that were spilling out from every open space. The only thing that let it down was the bun. You get a choice of two here: “Old School” and brioche (there is also a gluten free option, but really?). The brioche was just not briche-y enough for me. More like a soft white bun. I like to see a brioche big it up with some in your face buttery sweet action to compliment the burger. This bun just did not have it.
I must also confess to devouring an entire serve of turbo chilli fries. Oh my God these were good. Beer-battered fries, homemade chili, sriracha chili sauce, melting cheese and the pièce de résistance: liquid cheese, squirted out of a bottle no less. I swear I took a photo of this beautiful creation, but alas, no. In fact, the photos are sadly lacking from this most wondrous of experiences. Must address this in the future.
My advice: Go here; you will not regret it!
PS. Carwyn Cellars a few doors up has so many craft beers on tap, you will never want to leave!