In my search this time it was the turn of Joe Allen. I went with my friend Sasha, the place is near Covent Garden, almost hidden and hard to find, according to them a place to laid back and the best kept secret that makes diners to return for more, just legendary for good reasons.
Dim lights give Allen a tavern and mysterious atmosphere, full of pictures of American actors and athletes. Friendly service and at the time I went the place was almost empty, which is not a good indication.
The burger is not on the menu so you have to tell the waitress you want the “secret burger”, a traditional American burger is the best way to describe it, melted cheese, bacon, and pickles on the side served on a toasted bun. I also got the chicken wings, not bad, a little bit spicy and the blue cheese dip was ok.
The verdict, the burger is ok, so nothing special, one more in a long queue of burgers, simple, tasty, but nothing special.
The damage, 13 pounds for the burger and a pint
The conclusion, I will have to keep looking because the secret burger didn’t step up to the plate. I have to give them a weak 5 in my scale.
All this secrecy reminds me the Seinfeld episode “The Secret Code” where George doesn’t want to tell to his fiancée or friends his debit card code “Bosco”.
George: I am not giving you my code.
Kramer: I'll bet I can guess it.
George: Yeah, right.
Kramer: Ah, all right, yeah... Let's see... Well, we can throw out birthdays immediately. That's too obvious. And no numbers for you. You're a word man. Let's go deeper... What kind of man are you? Well, you're weak, spineless, a man of temptations. But what tempts you? You're a portly fellow. A bit long in the waistband. So what's your pleasure? Is it the salty snacks you crave? No no no no... Yours is a sweet tooth. Oh, you may stray, but you'll always return to your dark master... The cocoa bean! And only the purest syrup nectar can satisfy you. If you could, you'd guzzle it by the gallon... Ovaltine!? Hershey's!? Nestle's Quick!?