Posted by Pippa in Featured, Restaurant Reviews
on 24th Jan, 2011 | 0 comments
The Story of Discoburger
The journey began with the lone warrior stumbling towards the red and yellow halogens in search of nourishment. In her mind she had a dream, a dream of a burger so epic that grown men would fall upon their knees with worship and awe.
As all dreams do, it started with inspiration. Whilst the tender Whopper juices were streaming down her chin she wondered if there was something more. Something more than the Bacon Deluxe. Something more that the petty attempts by mere mortals to simply upsize.
Consumed with a fiery courage delivered by copious amounts of whiskey she strolled...