With it’s chic drum lighting, lacquered wood bar and influx of business lunchers, Walters was the last place I expected to find an “I’ll start my diet tomorrow” burger. But in this trendy, urban enclave – so seemingly suited to hunks of halibut topped with micro-greens – that’s exactly what I got.
A burger that was decadent and luscious but didn’t over reach. A burger that avoided the extremes of both mundanity and gastronomic group-think. No melting wad of foie gras or oozing egg. Just the right mix of ingredients – each item prepared with thought to the whole.
Called the 2P2 Burger (no, I didn’t ask why and I’m apparently not clever enough to figure it out), this joyously constructed and luxuriously generous sandwich filled me up fast and left me happily humming. I jotted a few notes before I collapsed into a blissed-out fugue state. Here’s what I tasted:
The Meat: Billed as “Kobe beef wagyu style” the meat came dead-on medium rare with a slight run of blood and smoky, kissed-the-fire flavor. Juicy and tender with mouthfuls of blended fat and flesh – I could just picture the marbled slab that was ground for the patty.
The Toppings: Applewood smoked bacon arched over the meat in a perfectly cooked wedge of salty, pliant crunchiness. Carmelized onions slid down the sides in a river of melted Vermont cheddar – adding a tang and creamy sweetness.
The Sauce: Frothy, yet somehow also wonderfully pungent, a “special sauce” reminded me of Thousand Island or Russian, only both wispier AND richer. Go figure. Zesty dribbles mixed with oil ran onto my hands and plate – making it a five-napkin endeavor.
The Bun: A thick, buttery brioche crowned the patty like a puffy winter hat. Soft and rich – it’s crust golden and flaky from the egg wash – I couldn’t dream of a better container for the meaty, moist innards.
The Frites: Classic frites added more artery-clogging goodness to the meaty main course – soaking up the burger juices with their skinny, crispy selves. Not the best I’ve ever had, but certainly satisfying, and far better than most.
Bottom Line: A bonzo, fine-dining burger and frites – well worth the $12.00 price tag.
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#1 by jillian on March 7, 2011 - 2:47 pm
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This place is not at all on my radar, but the burger looks rad. I wonder if Walter would crack an egg on it for me. I live for that layer of yolky decadence.
#2 by Jacinda on March 28, 2011 - 1:15 pm
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I believe the 2P2 part would refer to their address. They are located on 2 Portland Square (the second 2 in this would be in the upper right corner as to imply “squared”)… this is just my assumption, but you got me thinking about it when I saw the picture of this exceptional looking burger. Keep up the good work
#3 by Bob on August 3, 2011 - 7:11 am
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I had this burger one afternoon at lunch, and I have yet to find a burger as flavorful or rich in the whole area. After consuming though, you feel like you have eaten a brick, albeit a VERY tasty brick. YUMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!
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