If one were to ask me what my favorite food is I would answer…the Hamburger. My cousin in Atlanta recently told me about the best Hamburger in America.
The best in the nation? That’s a bold statement! The BEST hamburger? Hmm…I had to check this out for myself. So my cousin and I set out to find and try this best Hamburger in America.
I met my cousin James at his soul food restaurant (a def blog to come) around 2pm. One of his employees Barbara gave us directions to Ann’s Snack shop, the home of the infamous Ghetto Burger. She said I was going to be full and walked away. A warning? No, a promise!
We found Ann’s snack shop on a discret, unflattering road side. It’s neighbor a run down liquor store (AKA package store in Georgia) We walked in the humble outdoor patio enclosure as we approached the main door a man barked at us “you better not go in there!” We stopped in our tracks. ’Huh?’ ”Unless you wanna get yelled at! You wait til she calls you in. So my cousin and I waited. Twenty minutes later Mrs. Ann called us in. We sat and Mrs. Ann with a scowled brow asked us what we wanted. ”we’ll have to Ghetto Burger combo’s mam.” “you wnat onions?” ‘yes ma’m’. Then she went to work.It was magical. But a bit uncomfortable. For one to enjoy Mrs. Ann’s magic one must abide by the following rules.Is it worth it? Take a look at this bad boy!Too big…this is the best I could do. And I was full.