So after a day of wandering around Melbourne’s amazing food markets, I found myself hungry. The kind of hungry which, after a morning of looking at amazing fresh and healthy things, can only be assuaged by a good burger, fries and a beer. So I stumbled in to the ‘burbs, at Humburger. Quite unassuming with its pink sing outside, I wandered into a temple to all things cow (even down to the cowhide on the walls!). I managed to speak to the chef for a few moments and was pleasantly surprised to find a burger chef still passionate about his chosen cuisine. He was more than happy to talk about the menu, the ingredients, even down to the R&D that went into the development of each item. These are the sorts of conversations that fill me with confidence in a burger joint. Either be a “cheap and cheerful” kinda place, which is fine too, or be really damned good at making a great burger.
I ordered the Melbournian, as it was explained to me, “a representation of all the different types of cuisine you get in our great town” and my friend ordered the Frenchy (because she honestly has a thing for any dish that comes with tiny pickles) and finally we ordered the Disco Fries because they just sounded, well, tasty.
The food arrived in good time and I decided I had made the right choice. The meal delivered exactly what I wanted. Both burgers were on nicely toasted buns that held together throughout the hold “eating” process and each burger was cooked to perfection. If there’s one thing I hate, its an over cooked burger. Its an unforgivable sin, like warm beer or badly cooked steak.
My Melbournian was a pleasant surprise. The little bit of heat coming from the mayo and jalapeño delivered a nice little zing and actually worked very well. If anything, I would have wanted it spicier, with more heat, but that’s just me nitpicking. Saying that, combined with the disco fries it was the perfect lunch. The Disco fries were a revelation. Crispy crunchy chips, meaty, BBQ sauce and the perfect cheese sauce, they were exactly as advertised, “like an Aussie re-imagining of poutine”. I couldn’t get enough of them and had more than one heated discussion with my food buddy about the rate at which I was consuming them.
As for the other burger, the Frenchy, another well thought out dish. Often burgers demand some texture, rather than soft bread, soft meat and so on. Normally this is via the salad and maybe some other meat or whatnot. Maybe even a bland hash brown. Only Humburger did it with a potato rosti. Absolute genius. A little individual touch to elevate this above the average, the mediocre.
As it had been a very long morning of walking about, we opted for dessert. The peanut butter cup did exactly as advertised. A mish-mash of peanut butter, ice cream, brownie and the rest it was just what I fancied. A sweet bowl of sugary mess. If anything, much like the Melbournian, I would only ask for more peanut butter flavours in there, but again, I could eat a jar of the stuff with a spoon, so that’s not saying much.
In a world where burger places are popping up all over and everyone swears theirs is the best/most original/most burgeriest, it’s nice to find a place that does a well cooked, flavoursome, burger well. Plus, I could sit there and drink beer, eating their Disco Fries till they kick me out.
Humburger is located at 789 Glenferrie Rd Hawthorn, VIC 3122
We headed back in and had their mouthwatering New York burger. So cheesy and juicy!