Ladies & gentleman, you a reading the post of a doomed and defeated man. Let me give you my review of the Bad Boy Burger at Cafe 17 on Kaloor-Kadavanthara road. This is my very first visit to this cozy and cool looking place that needs to expand and have quite a few more tables. So having seen and read a few posts from a lot of guys in two foodie groups on Facebook, little ole innocent me went to Cafe 17, braving a traffic jam, after work finished. I went by Uber and should have been taken out of the Cafe by a hearse by the end of my meal.
I went in and chose apply for a small loan
the table right in the front of the tv, as I wanted to see Spain vs Czech Rep playing in the Euros. I went through the menu quickly and chose a mocha frappe and ordered the Bad Boy burger from their burger fest menu, which the manager recommended (just the menu as it a special that they have at the moment). Now, half looking at the tv I placed my order as I liked the name The Bad Boy (being one myself ) and did not notice what it was. My frappe came, filled & overflowing with whipped cream and I sipped it and a few minutes later my burger came. Now, I am not a small guy. I am not tall but I am a big and fat guy. Yet even I was not prepared for what appeared before me.
Imagine this – you are a local wrestler in your town and the WWE is coming to hold a show in your area. You are called as an invite to go and perform a match against a WWE wrestler. “Don’t worry, we will get you a small, decent sized new wrestler. You will do well against him!” And you stupidly say “Ok, sure”. Cause you love wrestling and the WWE. So you get into the ring and you wave to the crowd, they cheer and you smile and pose and the ring announcer says “And his opponent…” and you hear….
“WELL, IT”S THE BIG SHOW!!! IT’S A BIG BAD SHOW TONIGHT” Yes, you see the BIG SHOW (all 7.1 feet and 220 kg of him) coming into the ring to beat the living hell outta you!!! That is what it felt when I came to face to face with The Bad Boy burger!!!
With a side of batter fried rings and a bit of coleslaw, this monster of a burger towered over me. Two big juicy beef patties, chicken salami, 2 large cheese slices, onions, large pieces of lettuce and tomato. Heart-attack on a bun! Juices dripping on the side, it’s a mess of a burger. I needed 20 tissues to wipe up the juice
I fought valiantly and I stood my ground even though I was out muscled by this Amazon of a burger. The Big Show / The Bad Boy burger pulverized me and lifted me high into the air and tossed me down onto the mat. He went for the count and the referee went on the side and did the count! 1…2….3! And the winner is THE BAD BOY BURGER!
I gave it my all, but I fought the Beef and the Beef won!!
More seriously, I rate it a 9 outta 10, point deducted for the sloppy burger that made the bun moist and it slipped and slides all over my rectangular plate. It made it difficult to eat. Might not ever have it again, unless I haven’t eaten for a day atleast.
And now, I will skip dinner, tomorrows breakfast and lunch as I will be in recovery!!