The Great Burger Quest: Week 3

After I blasted the Necco Corporation for their abysmal and seemingly endless attempt to produce anything even remotely resembling candy last week, you’d think I’d have all the anger out of my system. You’d be wrong.

I put yet another notch in my burger belt yesterday afternoon at Coda in the South End. Many people had recommended I check this place out and I was more than willing to give them a shot. If you frequent my burger related posts, then you may recall that I have been quite complimentary in my reviews thus far. That ends now. An incredibly lackluster weekend, coupled with the end of the Red Sox post season and a subpar burger have left me feeling a bit salty this morning. So look out Coda, you’re about to get a sound thrashing.

I was accompanied by the lovely Ms. Stef and even that was not enough to salvage this meal. The atmosphere was fine, nothing fancy. The service was somewhat slow, but I was in no hurry, so it didn’t affect my meal. The burger itself could be summed up in one word that I will spell incorrectly for dramatic effect: Booooooooooorrrrrrring. It was magnificently average and totes quite a hefty price tag at $10.

There was nothing remotely interesting about this burger. The bun was boring, the meat was bland, and there’s probably a third thing, but the whole meal was so mundane that it’s difficult to conjure up anything else of note. The fries were okay… but they could have been crunchier.
Do not be deceived by my wonderful photographs. This burger was nowhere near as delicious as it looks. On the Jon Defreest Scale of Overwhelming Bitterness and Misplaced Hostility, I give the Coda Burger an extremely generous 5 out of 10.

Tomorrow I will be reviewing Sting Ray burgers and yes, Recipe Girl, that reference was for you.