Biggest Burger in Town

P.C: Arija Shakya

For some time, I’d believed I’d found the best burger in town and I had comfort in that very thought. I was almost reluctant to try burgers at new places. But when more than few people started suggesting I try the Lama Grill Burger, I got curious as to whether it really was better than Burger Shack. That and it is only like 5 minutes away from where I live. So, one fine evening my sister and I planned to have dinner at the very place.

Lama Grill Burger is a quiet place tucked away inside the city. Not a really big place either but inviting. The menu looked interesting; we were looking at a place that had various options of burgers; truly heaven for burger enthusiasts! What caught our eye on the menu was the Mt Everest burger and this is one of their best sellers. Rightly named Mt Everest burger, the burger stands tall and proud and oozing out goodness. This has got to be the biggest burger in town. Several patties sandwiched between two buns; the burger can seem intimidating but also a fun challenge if you’re up for it. Grab a handful of your friends and order the Mt Everest burger because this is no one-man’s game.

But of course, my sister and I knew there was no way we could finish the Mt Everest burger, just the two of us. We ordered the Nangsi Chicken Burger and the American Classic Burger. The very first thing we noticed about the burgers was how shiny and glossy their buns looked. These buns looked sleek! They should because these buns are homemade here. Generous with cheese, this burger is a party in your mouth if nothing less. I felt like Marshall Erikson of How I met Your Mother in Season 4 Episode 2: “Best Burger in New York”. Every bite made me feel happy. And as for my curiosity, yes burgers at Lama Grill Burger are better than Burger Shack and they are cheaper, too. It is a must-try!

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