The last time this DCist remembers paying $15 for a burger and fries at a non fast food restaurant was years ago at some anonymous chain restaurant, accompanied by a limp salad and a few beers. It really wasn’t our choice, as a close (palate challenged) friend was headed overseas and this was her choice as a last-stop restaurant. The burger was mediocre, the moderate grade beef only giving substance to the overwhelming flavors of cheap bacon and ketchup. But it was a burger and we ate it, washed down with a pint of some miscellaneous ale. We never thought that at the price we paid a burger could really be called “delicious.” A burger was simple bar fare, nothing spectacular but nothing overly offensive.

Tuesday night we were proven wrong.