This afternoon, I walked up to the non-descript window-paned storefront on Milton and St. Famille in the heart of the Mcgill Ghetto, known as "Place Milton".Secure in my mission, of writing my first burger blog (first blog actually), I took note of the burger menu posted on wall, and was immediately drawn to the "Special Burger". Mmmmmm... special burger.
It was priced at a deliciously, cheap $6.49, and as luck would have it, was one of the items on the daily special menu. For $1 more, I could get a soup, coffee, and slice of cherry pie. I wasn't that hungry, but being the food/variety glutton that I am, I conceded and gave in to the irresistible (at least to me) deal.
The soup was forgettable save for the over-saltiness, as was the pie, a tiny piece of store-bought mediocrity. The coffee was good, and if you're in the mood for a coffee with your burger, it's cheaper than paying $1.45 to buy it separately, but I digress. I was here for the burger.
Upon ordering, I requested my burger cooked medium rare, and inquired on my choice of cheeses. After a quick consultation with the chef, my waiter informed me that the burger was cooked one way only, and the only cheese available was Kraft singles. Sacrilege! Said my meat/cheese loving ears, but as this was the 3rd time in as many burgers that I had been denied the bloody/pink center of the burger dripping with juices that I so richly deserve, I conceded without a fight.
I was served my Special Burger. Special meaning bacon, cheese and sauteed mushrooms. In addition to the romaine lettuce, tomato, red onion, yellow mustard, relish, and mayo accoutrements... and special it was.
The burger had a thick charred crust of flavorful numiness. Even though it was obviously well-done. It was moist and delicious without being greasy. The sesame bun, a delightful surprise, was soft, fresh, and created a perfect meat/ingredient to bun ratio. The bacon and mushrooms were good. The veggies were fresh. An all around satisfying burger experience.
Accompanying my burger was a choice of fries, salad, or fries & salad. Again, being the food/variety glutton that I am, I went for both. The salad although fresh was entirely forgettable, and served with no dressing. The fries on the other hand were a delicious home-cooked cross between a potato wedge and a french fry. Sweet and tender on the inside, crisp on the outside. Cooked with the skins on, in a variety of shapes and sizes. They reminded me of the times when my dad and I would painstakingly, lovingly make batches of home-made fries, and then feast till our bellies could hold no more.
Good times... good fries... and a great burger.
Place Milton
220 rue Milton
Montréal, QC , H2X1V6
514-285-0011
Montréal, QC , H2X1V6
514-285-0011
