On the way from the train station to my hotel I saw something that made me laugh. About two minutes away from each other were two burger joints, BMB (Burger Meats Bun) and BMB (Bread Meats Bread). I assumed that they were owned by the same people, because after all what kind of nutters would go for the same name schtick in the same city let alone just down the road. But after some rapid googleing it turns out they have nothing whatsoever to do with one another. Nothing for it then,this runawaykiwi simply had to try both.
Straight up, Burger Meats Bun wins. But they win for a very non-burgery reason which I will get to in a moment. The resteraunt was every inch the dark concrete bunker that a dirty burger bar should be, and had taken on the London latest trend of doing away with plates. The burger was amazing, although I’m going to be honest and say that after two tiquila cocktails I pretty much thought everything was amazing – but I can say that the patty was tender, flavourful and perfectly cooked.
Apart from the burger (lets be honest here, a burger isn’t too hard to go wrong with) the reason I fell for this BMB was the dessert. All it said on the menu was ‘Burger and Shake’ , which frankly I thought was a bit strange on a dessert menu. But in for a penny, in for a pound so I ordered it. I am so glad I did because it was beyond cute, a mini malteser milkshake and a mini burger macaron. The macaron was vanilla flavoured, with a chocolate ganache being the patty and a mango jelly as the cheese, all topped with sesame seeds – as I said it was unbearably cute and it tasted good too.
The other BMB (Bread Meats Bread) was a bit too contrived for my liking, which I know is a bit of a wanky thing to say. But in the brightly lit corner resteraunt everything has been perfectly placed to make it feel like a dirty burger bar but in doing so it misses the mark. They do have an impressivly large selection of burgers though, and since I am a sucker for pulled pork that is of course what I went for. The components were all great, but a pulled pork burger is tricky because it all gets too sloppy too quickly which is exactly where this one fell down. Before I was a third through it was a soggy mess (tasty, but complicated) and since this BMB does baskets over plates it was almost impossible to gather it all up.
Thanks for filling my burger craving Glasgow, but next time do your research before naming your dirty burger bar.