Category Archives: The Burgers

This is the meat of the blog. The primary reason this website is here. I’ll eat some burgers and let you know what I think.

Red’s: Blues Burger

Bonus post for today.  I’ve been slacking on my posts as of late.  I’m not sorry about it, I’ve been busy…drinking…and other things.  Anyway, this post is going back to late summer.  I’ve been putting it off since it is outside of Anchorage.  I was down in Seward doing some halibut fishing (see the pictures, we slayed that shit).  It also happened to be when the POTUS was cruising around Alaska.  It sucked a little bit when we had to wait in the harbor for an hour while my Commander in Chief decided to go out for a little boat ride.  This was a free charter fishing trip through the Army’s BOSS program (Better Opportunities for Single Soldiers).  It was a 4 day paid trip to Seward for some of the best fishing in the world.  Stayed at a military resort they have down there that was decent.  My favorite part was the bar (shocking), and the grill your own steak dinner.  Fucking money.  They just give a big old slab of beef and let you go nuts on the grill while you’re drinking.  How awesome is that? It was a 4 day trip that had two days of fishing planned, however day one of fishing was canceled because of weather.  So I basically walked around Seward for a couple days trying to hit every bar they have to offer.  Mission accomplished.  My new friend, Hannah, saw this burger joint on the north side of town so we went and checked it out.  Best idea of the weekend (well, other than sneaking a fifth of whiskey onto the boat).

This joint is basically a food truck they built a little wooden shack around.  If you don’t like food trucks then I don’t like you.  In typical Alaska fashion their menu offers a slew of game meat patties you can get on any of the burgers. Another gimmick this place has going for it is that they took and old school bus and basically gutted it and turned it into a dining area.  I went of card since I was out of town and strayed from the typical cheeseburger option.  I went with the Blues Burger which is your standard patty with steak sauce, a healthy serving of blue cheese and topped with an onion ring.  It was like there was a party in my mouth.  I wish this place was in Anchorage because it would rival Tommy’s.  I’m not saying this because I was drunk and walked like 2 miles to get there, it was actually really good.  I had already had a burger at the brewery earlier that day and this blew it out of the water.  I love burgers so I was obviously excited to eat one.  But this was different.  It is like when you are going to see a movie you are really anticipating.  Like when I saw the new Bond movie this last weekend.  I’m going to like it because its a Bond movie, but then I find out they have this hot like number, Lea Seydoux, who looks like a young Amy Smart with a better rack.  Double bonus.  Just takes it to another level.  So to any of my peeps out there who are going to be in Seward any time soon (well, next summer because it basically shuts down in the winter) hit up Red’s, you won’t be disappointed.
  
  

Tastee Freez: Double Cheeseburger

I am breaking one of my rules with Tastee Freez.  It is a chain, which usually rules out the establishment for rankings.  However, this Tastee Freez has been in Anchorage since 1958 and has been a part of the community since it’s opening.  They had a lot of history up in the restaurant that I forgot but I do remember something about their trucks helping the city by providing power after the earthquake of ’64.  With it being locally owned and operated I decided to make an exception and include them on this list.  Plus their burger kicked ass and they have some motherfucking cheesy tots.  Tater tots please the fat kid in me, which has had me called a man-boy before, but I give zero fucks.

When you walk in it has that old school burger joint feel.  A bunch of high school kids working the grill and shit.  I of course got a double cheeseburger, because I’m a man.  I ordered it with bacon, which they forgot, but I ate it anyway with out complaining.  The place was busy and I didn’t feel like waiting any longer, I was pretty hungry.  I don’t have to say anything about the cheesy tots, they are cheesy tots, they explain them-self.  The burger was hearty without being too big and was not over cooked.  Just all around a solid sandwich, nothing crazy but it was refreshing finding someone who can still make your regular cheeseburger without fucking it up.  It is not the best burger in Anchorage but it is better than most.  I would put it on par with Kriner’s Diner.  It is on the south side so it is a bit out of the way for me, but worth it if you live out that way.  I’ve also heard good things about their whole menu so go nuts, eat like a fatty and enjoy it you tubby bastards.

Tommy’s Burger Stop: The Sicilian Mobster

There are only a few things that bring me to a state of pure jubilation.  Touching boobs, beer, a good day fishing, a good cheeseburger (obviously), and until this last weekend, football.  I was going to go on a long rant about the Michigan game, or the Seahawk’s game, but that would take away from what I have to say about this burger. and I’m really trying to move on.  This masterpiece deserves no negative context along side its glory.  So let me compare it to boobs.  Everyone loves boobs.  For the most part, bad boobs are still good, however, great boobs go into the history books.  This burger is like great boobs.  Any good man knows that it’s not all about size.  At a certain point it starts to become a novelty.  Don’t get me wrong, a novelty is great from time to time, but it doesn’t last, and you get tired of it quick.  This is true with burgers as well.  This burger is big enough that you definitely get your fill.  Could I have eaten more?  Of course.  Was I left satisfied?  Abso-fucking-lutely.  Not every burger needs to be a Heidi Montag, and to be honest, I would rather have a Marisa Miller every day over a Mia Khalifa.  Once you start serving up Heidi’s you start crossing the line into cuisine for fun and not cuisine for quality.  Plus we all know more than a handful is risking it anyway.  Could I continue to the eat this burger over and over again?  Yes, the answer is yes

When I first read the ingredients that went into this beautiful son of a bitch, I was a little skeptical thinking they added too much.  5.5 oz Australian beef patty, loaded with grilled mozzarella, balsamic onions and pepperoncinis, topped with house bacon jam.  I was very wrong.  The balsamic onions were a little sweet and didn’t give that overwhelming vinegar tinge, but cut the bacon jam perfectly with a slight tartness.  Just look at that grilled mozzarella too.  A lovely golden brown tan like it has been sun bathing on the beaches of Barcelona for weeks (which are topless beaches, FYI). Throw the rest on with a side of cajun fries and you have yourself a Sports Illustrated swimsuit model of a burger.  Only downside is that this was a special and no longer available.  But the good thing about swimsuit models is that once they are gone, there is always a new one to replace it.  So if you missed it, hit up Tommy’s for their new special, you will not be disappointed.  This burger took Tommy’s to the top of the Anchorage Rankings, breaking its tie with the Arctic Roadrunner, and I don’t see it losing the top spot before I leave in 2 months.  
  

Nitro Burger: The Nitro Burger

There aren’t a lot of people that read this blog and those that do (holla) are mostly my military buddies up here in Alaska.  So for the few that aren’t and were not on this 11 day field exercise I will explain a little bit how shitty going to the field is.  First of all, it’s not like your family camping trip, you don’t plan around the weather.  It is safe to assume that if you are going to the field it is going to rain.  No tent, no campfire, no booze, pretty much take every thing that you like about camping and throw it off a bridge into a fiery river of misery.  Next, we don’t get to drive there, no, we sit crammed into a flying tin can with about 75lbs of “equipment” that they tell you to pack sitting on your lap cutting off circulation to your legs while wearing a 50lb parachute on a mesh seat.  I don’t care how scared of heights you are there is nothing that will stop you from hitting that door with the same furry as Kam Chancellor hitting a TE from San Fran.  Then you get about 45 seconds of relief before smashing all 300lbs of yourself and gear onto a goddamn runway.  No matter how good you are at PLF’s, you pretty much feel like you got hit by a truck.  This is then followed by 4 days for carrying heavy shit around, sleeping in the rain, and cramming an MRE (meal-ready-to-eat) into your pie hole when you get the chance.  So, with that background knowledge bomb all up in your head, I’ll get to this burger.

On the way back from this field event, they decided to bus us straight to a second field event.  The one perk the entire time was that we got to stop in Glenn Allen to get some snacks, drop a grumpy, or whatever you want to do.  This is the first time that this food truck was there, Nitro Burger.  The new guy in my section said he stopped there on his way up here and they have some bomb burgers.  No brainer, I’m getting a burger and smashing it into my face.  I of course go with their signature ‘Nitro Burger.’ This burger consists of 1/3lb burger patty, sausage patty, two cheeses, bacon, grilled onions and jalapenos. It looks unimposing in the picture, and it all reality it probably was.  But after a 4 day suck fest and eating MRE’s it tasted like the best thing I put in my mouth since that last fish taco I ate.  I will give them props that their patties are all fresh pressed and one of the things they do with their other burgers is mix different ingredients into the patty that adds a tremendous amount of flavor to the meat, which should be the focal point of your burger.  With the Nitro the sausage patty had a rich sage flavor to it that overpowered the beef patty.  Don’t get me wrong, sausage is great, in the military I’ve been to my fair share of sausagefests, however, I wanted a burger.  The way I would describe it is like this.  You meet this great girl and you guys start dating.  Things pick up a little bit, nothing super serious, but enough that stop trolling for strange.  So she decides to have you over for a dinner party with a bunch of her friends.  Well you get dressed to impress and are ready to convince the jury that you are worthy only to find out that her friend is banging hot.  Now for the entire party you are distracted by her hot friend in the tube top and mostly forget about your wonderful burger patty to the point you get yourself in trouble.  Overall an enjoyable evening, but when you leave you really forgot what your original intentions where.  But in about 85 days when I begin Cheeseburgers Across America, I will definitely stop and try one of their other burgers.  If you ever drive through Alaska, Glenn Allen will be on your way and I suggest you stop and get a sammie from these bitches.

The Alaska State Fair

Today marks the glorious return of the NFL.  First game of the season, which they call Sunday Night Football on Thursday night because they are a bunch of unoriginal fucktards.   Same reason that when any quasi-scandal happens they immediately call it whatever-gate.  Deflategate, spygate, Dick-selfie-gate, or whatever we are going to have this year.  They even dubbed the interception last year the “Immaculate Interception.”  They had an entire off-season to come up with something, but no, they just spit out some recycled shit from like 30 years ago.  In the 2 minutes I’ve been writing I could come up with something better…”The Superbowl Giveaway.”  See, not hard.  It wasn’t even that great but it is better than what they put out.  Why even try to be clever though when people are going to watch anyway.  That’s why people like John Madden and Joe Buck have careers.  You could have John Madden farting on a xylophone for 2.5 hours and people would still just mute it and watch the game.  But I digress.  Thursday night football also means that my posts will be more regular.  Eat a cheeseburger on Wednesday, write about it on Thursday while watching football.  Unfortunately they closed the sports bar on post that I would frequent and drink (by myself) while writing.  So now I have to sneak my booze into the day room in the barracks, use the free wi-fi and order pizza.  Desperate times call for desperate measures.  Here is my Thursday night football kick off.

I’ve eaten a lot of burgers since my last post.  Don’t worry, you will hear about them.  However, I’m kicking off the blog season with a post about the Alaska State Fair.  I grew up in Puyallup, Washington.  A small/medium-sized town in the suburbs of Seattle (hence my love of the Seahawks).  Puyallup has the 4th largest fair in the country.  The fair is a big deal and growing up there is “fair day.” From elementary school through high school on fair day you get a free ticket and a day off of school to attend the Puyallup Fair.  It is not just locally, it is all of western Washington.  Everything from the pig races to the scones to the hypnotist are fond memories of every Washingtonian’s childhood/adulthood.  I love fairs but my 15 years in Michigan deprived me of this joy.  When I got stationed in Alaska and people talked about the fair I got excited.  As an adult a care less about the rides and the pig races as much as I care about the food and the beer tents.  With my memories of the Puyallup Fair there was no way I was not going to be disappointed even though I knew not to get excited.  Outside of the 2×4 Jenga, the beer tents were Alaska priced and disappointing, the rides lacked, people watching was prime (but that is true anywhere in Alaska), but the food…the food fucking killed it.

The first place (besides the Sluice Box) that I had to hit was Gourmet Burgers, home of the famous “Doughnut Burger.”  They have some other burgers on the menu that look absolutely delicious but a fair is the for the freak show.  This is by far the most novel burger I have tried.  It is basically a breakfast with a burger patty.  You get your burger with bacon, cheddar, a fried egg all sandwiched between a glazed doughnut.  It was delicious, and at the same time it is nothing I will ever eat again.  You have to try it, but if I wasn’t at a fair I would never think about getting this monstrosity of calories.  I would compare it to a fancy McGriddle, only it cost me about 5x as much.  It is the burger version of an Alaskan strip club.  You know it’s expensive, you know it’s not that great, you go for it anyway, and yet you have zero regrets when it is all over.

Second stop was M.A.’s Gourmet Dogs…immediately after the burger.  M.A.’s has been featured on T.V. but I can’t remember what shows.  They do have one of the best reindeer sausage in town and there are some bomb.com reindeer sausage carts downtown.  I decided to switch it up since I don’t think I could pick a best reindeer sausage in town and see what else they had.  I went with their Louisiana Hot Link, I added sauerkraut, Sweet Baby Ray’s Honey Mustard, and Sriracha.  Fuck yeah.  I even got props from the vendor for my creativity in condiments.  The first thing I noticed though was that the link filled up the bun in a matrimonial pairing.  Next, the link was spicy, add the Sriracha, sweet mustard and cut from the sauerkraut and it’s a party in your mouth.  If any one visits me in the next 3 months, I will take you to M.A.’s downtown, you’re welcome in advance.

Third and final food stop was on the way out. After all the shenanigans I had enough money left over for some tacos for myself and my friends as we departed.  We wondered the grounds searching for what looked like the best tacos and I’m pretty sure I wasn’t wrong.  It just said “Steak Tacos.” Sold.  Solidly filled with seasoned steak, all the taco fixings and their spicy salsa.  Now, I have had better tacos in many places outside of Mexico.  Mexican Town in Detroit, Southern California, pretty much anywhere in the lower 48.  But in Alaska you have some bullshit Mexican so this was a nice treat.  One taco is not much but this is pretty much a fair spot.  Only grip I have is that they use one soft corn tortilla.  That shit falls apart when you look at it wrong.  You need two to hold that glory together.  But their salsa made up for it, so I’ll give em a break.  Plus they are raping consumers with fair prices and cutting corners, can’t blame them it was the end of the night either, they may have been running low.  I’d eat it again.

All in all the fair trip was a success.  Big Jenga, good food and Alaskan beer all with good friends.  And now that I have drank about half a fif of Evan Williams and eat a whole large pizza its time for me to chill and watch the end of this game…and maybe finish that fif and regret it tomorrow at PT.  Deuces.

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Slippery Salmon: Burger with Pepper Jack and Bacon

The Slippery Salmon is connected to the Marriot or some shit like that.  Typically the only time I go there is when it lands on a pub crawl around Anchorage.  A couple years ago it putting a hurting on me during the 12 days of Christmas pub crawl.  Ran Ito Eric Metcalf, because why wouldn’t a former Cleveland Brown be a shitty Anchorage bar.  But some wanna be rich kid bought my buddy and I and extra round of beers and a shot.  Well when you are trying to have a drink at all 12 bars, and extra tall boy and shot will make the end of the night kind of blurry.  It was bar number 3 at that point so we didn’t know it was going to be the death of us.

But back to the burger. They advertise on the radio a lot about their juicy half pound burgers and blah blah blah. The burger was definitely juicy and with a half pound of beef it had the meat to be competitive. But if you have a slab of ground beef that big it needs to pack some flavor.  It was rather plain, needed some kind of seasoning.  The beefiness (which is always good) drown out the bacon and cheese a little.  Also, not sure how you can have too much bun with 8oz of beef on your plate, but they did it.  Mostly because the bun didn’t have anything to it, it was just bread in bun form.  Although I feel like I’m hating on this burger it’s still a decent option on their menu for the bar that it is probably not going to be on your list of places to visit in Anchorage.  I’d order it again if I was there and had to eat there.  But not something I’m going to hit up with all the other options around town.  Humpy’s around the corner would be a much much better place to go.

Also, this was the day that my burger partner’s baby finally got a lifetime ban from Cheeseburger Wednesday.  I don’t like kids, and I had been putting up with that thing for over a year.  At first it couldn’t move, which was cool.  It usually just laid there and slept like the selfish beast it is.  But now that it can walk it did nothing but crawl all over the table, run around and grab things and throw them on the ground and finally smashed an ornemant on the ground and broke it.  I don’t need this when I’m eating burgers.  Kids are the worst.  Period.  Don’t fuck with my cheeseburgers.

Also, I’m drinking now, at 14:00 on a Thursday so there was no proof reading, just rambling.

F Street Station: The Cheeseburger

Writer’s block, cheeseburger block, what ever you want to call it.  I’ve eaten a lot of cheeseburgers in Anchorage and a lot of them are pretty fucking plain.  F Street doesn’t change the game.  Cuisine in Anchorage is very bland, across the board, the cheeseburgers are no different.  There is an unfortunate reality of the types of burgers, you have bar cheeseburgers, Chinese takeout/borderline fast food burgers, and then Tommy’s and Arctic Roadrunner.   To be honest, there are an infinite amount of better burgers in the lower 48 than those two.  But here I am, in Anchorage, eating mediocre burgers.  I’m not going to stop eating burgers, average burgers are better than no burgers, but seriously, how hard is it to make a cheeseburger?

F Street’s burger is alright, but not great.  It’s somewhere in the middle of the pack in Anchorage.  This is a good place to hang out, if you’re there and want a burger it will do.  I would suggest trying something else, but whatever.  Fuck it, their fries are decent but I’m over it, time to move on.

Just to put it out there I kind of like F Street as a bar.  They have some of the best fish and chips in town (although most places with halibut fish and chips have good fish and chips).  They have a huge block of Tillamook cheese at the bar that you can just eat.  So why am I so salty?  I have no idea.  I’m in a bad mood and F Street’s burger is taking the blunt of it.  All things considered I should be in a good mood.   Day two of a four-day week, whiskey before noon, the Warriors tied up the series last night, I’m dog sitting and took them up a mountain yesterday, I’ve shot my bow every day this week, and I’ve binge watched netflix almost every night.  So what the fuck?  I just want to hit a burger joint and be impressed.  Burgers in Anchorage are like the Detroit Lions.  Yeah, they show up every week, and I watch them every week, but even when they win they still disappoint.  They flash signs of brilliance on offense, but I’m pretty sure I could throw for 20 TD’s if I had Megatron on the other end of my passes.  Jump balls all day and that freak show will pull in about 80% of them.  Doesn’t mean Stafford is a pro-bowler.  Hell, they couldn’t do shit when they had arguably the greatest running back of all time, Barry Sanders.  The potential in Anchorage is huge.  The biggest city in the last frontier and is loaded with oil money.  Yet Humpy’s is one of my favorite places to eat.  It’s the Jason Hanson of bars.  He isn’t Barry Sanders, he is a kicker.  An old, reliable kicker.  Played more games for the Lions than anybody and is third in the NFL history in points scored.  Never lets you down, you know exactly what you are getting.  But how many #10 jersey’s do you see?  None.  Where am I going with this?  No idea.  I guess I’m still looking for that Barry Sanders burger, but I’ll always have the Jason Hanson.  Either way, I’m still rooting for the Lions.

Spenard Roadhouse: Bacon Jam Burger

As I sit here sipping on whiskey watching the NBA finals I thought to myself “Self, you should make another burger post that you have been slacking on for weeks you fucking slack ass.” Who am I to argue with myself.  I do have to make it known that I am rooting for Golden State in this year’s finals.  Usually once the Pistons are out I don’t care too much.  However, consider that in recent history that is usually by the all-star break, I’ve been trying to keep somewhat involved come playoff time.  Stephen Curry is like watching lightning strike. pure electricity and will shoot the lights out (even though he is struggling tonight).  I’m still impressed with the show he put on in the NCAA tourney a few years back.  That shit was legendary.  Also, I am a huge fan of any team playing anybody from Ohio.  Fuck Ohio, fuck Cleveland, fuck OSU, so on and so forth.

That out-of-the-way, let’s get to the Roadhouse.  This has been one of my favorite breakfast spots in the city since I’ve been up here.  They took a hit when they inexplicably took chicken and waffles off the menu, that shit was the bomb.  What they still have going for them is their excellent whiskey selection (yes, for breakfast, don’t judge me), and their bacon of the month.  It is what is sounds like, every month they have a new appetizer that is purely bacon focused.  Last one I tried was cubed pork belly with a watermelon jam for dipping.  The salty-sweet combo with the very thick pork belly was delectable.  This leads into the Bacon Jam Burger.  It’s not some fancy name, they actually have a jam made from bacon.  Typically I’m not all about the crazy ass burgers that some places like to put out there.  The bacon cheeseburger has worked since the dawn of burgers.  This is probably the craziest burger you will find on my list and it’s fucking out there.  The burger consists of a beef patty (obviously), bacon jam, cambozola, grilled apple, arugula, house mayo all on a toasted bun.  So if you are like me and have no idea was cabozola is, it is defined as ” a cow’s milk cheese that is a combination of a French soft-ripened triple cream cheese and Italian Gorgonzola.”  Or most often marketed as a blue brie.  With arugula and what not this is turning into one high maintenance burger.  All this does come together very nicely though.  The sweet-salty bacon jam cuts the cheese nicely, somehow that grilled apple slice makes up for the arugula on this burger that is kind of pointless other than color and that crisp lettuce texture that goes so well with a beef patty.  This is definitely one of the top burgers in Anchorage, but without trying the other “regular” burgers at the Roadhouse I’m going to hold of on ranking this place.  Roadhouse is a local restaurant that needs visiting, and this a burger that you won’t find anywhere else.  But it’s just a little too off the chart to make a reasonable comparison.  Plus it is pricey for a burger.  You upgrade to the super tots (mandatory by the way) and you are spending $20 on a burger.  The super tots are amazing, which you can also order and an appetizer.  They take tots, add cheddar, bacon, green onions and sour cream.  Fabulous.  Now, this game just went to overtime and I’m about hit my 4th glass of whiskey.  Later nerds.

Piper’s: Piper’s Signature Burger

As I make my rounds in search of the best burger in Anchorage new locations start becoming scarce.  Because of this I always enjoy when somebody recommends a place I haven’t heard of.  This led me to Piper’s.  It’s on the far west side of Anchorage, near the airport, which is pretty far from post and probably why I never heard of it.  It has a patio on the lake which is decent, it has a good atmosphere and you could tell it is a regular spot for a lot of people who work at the airport.  I believe my friend who recommended it is also a regular here and she suggested trying their blue cheese burger (although Tommy’s so far has shit on lock).  But I get it, I had a local bar back home that was my jam.  Going there sometimes 5-6 nights a week and more than several times closed it down on a Tuesday.  Was it the greatest food?  No. Did I eat the shit out of it? Yes.  When you have “your” bar and the waitress meets you at the table with a beer before you even sit down, it’s going to have some nostalgia to it and the food will taste a little better.

This brings me back to Piper’s.  I could hang out here, and the food was decent bar food.  Not being my regular bar though I found it be on the average side of things.  As I mentioned the blue cheese burger came recommended, however I saw the Signature Burger on the menu and if anyone wants to claim a signature burger I have to see if it lives up to their own hype.  It comes with onion straws, blue cheese, swiss cheese and bacon.  They do offer a sweet potato fries option for an extra dollar, but I stayed with the traditional.  After everything  said and done, I left unimpressed.  Basically its how every person outside of Chicago sees Jay Cutler.  If you are a homer then you love him and convince people to draft him on their fantasy team (yes I’m still bitter).  Shit, your owner will even over pay the shit out of him because he can’t let go of the fact that he isn’t an elite QB.  But Bears fans still root for him day in and day out when the rest of the free world says ‘meh, I’ve seen better.’ However, I am not against going to this bar again and eating another burger if I was in the area.  The set up is decent to watch some sports and the people aren’t dicks.  They had some interesting sauces too for some of their appetizers.  So that was cool, I guess.  That would be their Matt Forte, the real reason the offense clicks, their burger is just there getting paid.

Kriner’s Burgers and Pies: The Awesome Burger

I’ve been rather busy lately, and by busy I mean pretty fucking lazy.  Don’t worry, I’m still eating burgers like a fatty.  Kriner’s is already on the list, and to be honest it was a sleeper pick last summer.  It came recommended by a few people but didn’t strike me as a burger spot, but they nailed it.  Over the winter, after Bass Pro Shop opened up, Kriner’s opened a second location on the out skirts of Anchorage, closer to post.  This location looks much more like a burger joint, where the original spot is a diner style establishment.  The new location is very clean and has an open grill, which I always like for a burger restaurant.  Another thing the new place has that was absolutely amazing is a Tabasco station with pump serve of all 4 kinds of Tabasco.  It made my fucking week.

Now the food.  This time around I got the Awesome Burger.  Cheese, bacon, onion straws and burger sauce.  All around a good a burger.  The patty was a little over cooked, but nothing crazy.  Still better than the frozen patties some dives serve up here in the last frontier.  The hand cut fries are a fucking treat though.  Paired up with the Tabasco of your choice and you have got yourself a fucking meal.  They also have an option on the menu to build your own burger with a few special sauces that are pretty tasty.  Not the best burger in Anchorage, but one of the better ones for sure.  Give this spot a try.  Anchorage in general kind of sucks for cuisine so it won’t blow you away, but it will satisfy that craving you have for a beefy treat.  And seriously, Tabasco bar.