Sometimes, you really just have to deal with the atrocious parking in Los Angeles in order to consume a fine burger. Becase if you give up after circling the block four times, you might find yourself parked right across the street from Honor Bar. 20 minutes later, you will be carrying a gut bomb back to your car in a post-shitty burger walk-of-shame.
Let’s name all the things wrong with the Honor Bar: there is no sear but there’s cole slaw — though in hind sight, it was clearly my fault for not asking them to leave it off. The tomatoes were tasteless, the bun too cumbersome. There’s salt, but the beef desperately needed pepper since it was a griddle-style burger. From the side view, this thing screamed “salad in between buns” the moment it hit the table, and things went down hill from there. With the overladened vegetation, the burger had no chance. It’s nearly half pound of house grade non-graded chuck, cooked on a small flat top in an oddly spaced kitchen immediately connected to the pseudo old-boy’s long bar. The bar itself is pleasant enough, but neither the cocktail list, nor the beer list had any distinguishing features. On top of all this inconsequence, there’s no happy hour. This burger, barely better than Carl’s Jr’s $6 burger, and a Chimay, was a whopping $30. There’s certainly no honor in this atrocious “meal”.
So no, this pile of insipid, sloppy mess does not qualify in the top LA burger list. It doesn’t quality for anything except maybe a temporaneous place holder for something better in your stomach.
There’s this other write-up which covers the burger. Apparently everyone loves this burger except me. I’d rather eat three burger at Mom’s (Comnpton) then waste a Chimay pairing on this weak little beast on Beverly Dr.
Honor Bar at the South Beverly Grill
Part of Hillstone Group
There’s really no point linking to their website, but here’s a menu
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