There are a lot of burgers in LA and it’s my flame-broiled goal in life to eat them all!
After having consumed the burg at Miru 8691, I can honestly say I’ve found something better than the ubiquitous Umami Burger.
After the Father’s Office and Fuku Burger, this is my third favorite artery-clogging heart stopper.
It looks enormous, but once you put the top bun on and press down, it becomes quite manageable. No unhinging of the jaw necessary.
The burger combined with the short ribs sounds excessive but they made a lovely pair. Like bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.
The tempura jalapeno was also fun and tasty! Like raindrops on roses.
Not sure why I’m quoting “Sound of Music”, I’ve never seen the damn movie. Yes, I know, calm down. I haven’t seen Gone with the Wind either, that doesn’t mean I’m not human.
9162 W Olympic Blvd
Beverly Hills, CA 90212