Location: 803 Thurlow St. Vancouver, BC (604)662-8288
It’s Saturday morning and as I lazily rolled out of bed in the late morning, I had only one thought on my mind: Red Robin burgers! I have been looking forward to having one for the whole week. Last Sunday, I met up with my best friend L at Red Robin. Because we arrived the restaurant in the late afternoon, I resisted the temptation of ordering a burger to save my appetite for dinner. On the other hand, L had no such worry and she ordered their famous cheeseburger. While fully engaged in our conversation, I was at the same time, constantly checking out her burger to see if it have the following side effects:
Side effect #1: Biting it from bun to bun will most likely lock your jaw.
Side effect #2: Bits or even chunks of tomatoes/lettuce/onion/other add-ons will fall out. Juice will drip and some might run down your wrists. Yes, you are pretty much making a big mess.
When comes to judging burgers, these are the side effects that I follow faithfully. I was convinced Linda’s burger was good because it had both side effects. Of course, her frequent uttering of mmm’s and aaah’s was also solid evidence.
So back to my Saturday morning. As the server guided me to my table and asked what I would like to drink, I went directly to ordering my burger because I remembered their burger menu by heart:
Alright, maybe I was bragging a little when I say I remembered all their 20 burgers, but it took me no time to order because I always have one of their signature burgers, the Royal Red Robin Burger:
They even have a picture right beside it, isn’t that cute? If you haven’t been to Red Robin, then at this point you might be thinking “Oh common, that’s just a picture. Pictures always look good. Wait until you get the real thing – it’ll be 1/4 of the height and you cannot even tell which part is the lettuce, cheese or beef!”. That thought crossed my mind on my first visit since like many of us, I’m used to the exaggeration in McDonald’s false advertisement. But we are talking about Red Robin here, where your burger comes looking exactly like its picture:
Do I need to say more to convince you how good my burger was? This is why there is the saying “A picture is worth a thousand words”! Maybe I should add that the Royal RR Burger comes with a fried egg. The egg was fully cooked and I thought if it was cooked over-easy, that would have been perfect. I imagined the yolk oozing out and happily merge with the cheese…mmmm!
As the burger was gigantic, I prepared myself well by not having any breakfast in the morning. Nevertheless, I was feeling full after I chowed down 3/4 of the burger. Didn’t want to waste any bit of the goodness, I finished all of it in the end:
Burrrrp! Oh did I mention their fries? They were fat and starchy. Best of all – they were bottomless! Of course, if you are a true RR burger eater like me, you wouldn’t stuff yourself with their fries.
Oh by the way: S, if you happen to be reading this and you are wondering what you always wonder, then the answer is no, your burger is still (and always will be) the best. 
