I've told you about the most pretentious burger joint in town before, well this burger is from that joint. Big Orange is nestled in Promenade and is fucking clean. As you enter you're greeted by a brunette high schooler playing hostess. There was around 5 of these young ladies running shop and they all looked alike, perhaps clones. Take it in. Only rich white folks. That's remarkable and expected. The decor is minimal and warm. Orange and white color scheme throughout and the back wall covered in rustic reclaimed wood. One of my favorite things is the menu. White space is used so well and looks like someone aced graphic design.

Now let's get to the burger. Specials are written on a chalkboard up front. I was in view of the bar and got to watch the barkeep crank out a dozen Bloody Marys. Its a special on Sunday. The other special was the Heirloom Burger. A beef burger topped with a massive Heirloom tomato, balsamic glaze, weird cheese, and the regular fixins. Shewolf scarfed the burger down in a couple minutes. I had to stop her and request a bite. She snarled and slowly slid the burger my way. A rush of flavor trickled across my tongue. This burger. THIS BURGER.

We also had a never ending bucket of chips. These are accompanied by "special sauce" aka ketchup mayo and pepper. Good enough but I'll go with Town Chips all day.

It took 50 minutes to get our food and that just sucks. The food was on point but 50 minutes sucks.

Have a great place we should visit? Let us know, offer to buy us a drink, and we can probably make it happen.

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