This week, I went out with my son and granddaughter and learned that it is more difficult to take notes and pay attention to my spying with three people in the mix. I have done it before but I try to do these alone or with just one person. I think it was harder this time, because Natalie didn’t eat and she was rather chatty. She had already eaten dinner but wanted to tag along with Jack and me.
Jack wanted a good old burger and we had heard about a new place in Ooltewah called Southern Burger Co. in Cambridge Square.
We walked in and looked over a menu before placing our order at the counter. They had different kinds of burgers and none of them really looked Southern except the one called Southern Burger. They had several gourmet burgers and, if you ask me, the words gourmet and Southern clash a bit, but I am always ready to give anything a try (and I happen to like gourmet).
Jack is not one to try something “weird” as he calls it, but I think it’s fun. He stuck with the classic Southern Burger for $6.50 with onion rings for $3.00 and I found an interesting one to try called the Habanero Burger for $6.75 and I ordered fries for $2.00. Our drinks were $2.95 each. We weren’t asked ‘how’ we wanted our burgers cooked and Jack said that is never a good sign when you want a good burger.
They had the prettiest shiny, red chairs that were see-through placed at the tables. Now …I don’t know what my rear-end looks like when it is sat on, but I didn’t want anyone else to know either – so we sat in the booths that weren’t see-through.
They were a bit high and, when we sat down, I couldn’t reach the floor. I felt like a little kid with my legs dangling. Jack is tall like his daddy and he had no trouble reaching his feet to the floor. Natalie solved any problems by sitting with her legs crossed in the seat. The table was cold metal and I was glad I was wearing my sweater.
When our meals were brought to us, they asked which of us had the Habanero. I raised my hand and they put the burger in front of me, but it had onion rings on the tray. I said, “Are you sure this one is the habanero? I ordered fries with it.” And the girl said, “Oh, they switched it – but this is the habanero,” so we swapped out our sides and commenced eating.
The buns were soft and light – probably the best I have ever tried. Each of our trays had a small cup of red mystery sauce that we didn’t know what it was. Jack’s onion rings looked good but my fries looked rather greasy. I went to get a fork but I didn’t see any utensils anywhere. I had to eat them with my fingers and they really were pretty greasy. Some people are okay with that, so I didn’t say anything and just minded my own business.
The mystery sauce smelled tangy and it was sort of sweet in fact. Jack said he couldn’t make out what it was or what was in it, but it just tasted funny.
When I bit into my burger it was de-e-elicious! It had the habanero sauce, fresh arugula and goat cheese. Those flavors blended nicely together and I was pleased with what I ordered. It was spicy to boot and I always like that! Jack thought his burger was cooked too much; he said he liked for them to just slice his beef right off the cow and cook five seconds on each side. Not me. I like mine well done, so neither of us had our burger cooked to our liking, but I still thought it was a good burger. Jack said the best thing about his burger was the ‘wickles pickles’.
I just had to try one of Jack’s onion rings and I had wished I got them instead. They were very scrumptious. When Natalie wasn’t talking, she was busy looking at her phone. I don’t think it is necessary to have a computer inside your phone – there is just nothing that important that it can’t wait until you get home. I didn’t say anything, I just minded my own business. I never can engage in dinner conversation on these jaunts anyway, because I have to pay attention to what things taste like and jot my notes down.
Jack said he thought Southern Burger Co was like any fast food burger, but I think he was just sore because they cooked the moo out of it. I want the moo dead myself, but I still liked my burger and I would certainly eat there again (I would just get the onion rings next time). If you visit these folks, I think you will like them. Jack was happy with his pickles and I was really happy with my bun, but we’d like to have our moo our way.
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Fri – Sat 11 a.m. - 11 p.m.
Sun 11 a.m. - 2 p.m.