I have this great fantasy that I’m going to stumble not knowing into some great burger discovery, so every once in a while I go against my intuition and order a burger at a place that’s really not known for them. Such is the case with my recent trip to Rachel’s Kitchen, and based on this experience I clearly shouldn’t bet on the upcoming super bowl.
I’m not going to delve too deep into this review because it’s really not worth it. Rachel’s is located at The District amongst a quiet shopping area of clothing stores and a lot of emptiness it seems. It’s a little café that has all sorts of ‘natural’ food claims, etc, and judging by the people eating in there they seem to think that it’s something special. I didn’t really know until after that it’s somewhat of a chain, I haven’t done any research and still really have no idea how many locations there are out there.
The mushroom and Swiss burger I ordered came on a wheat bun which I wasn’t anticipating, and wasn’t a huge fan of. It wasn’t horrible, but it didn’t have that much flavor. I had the option of medium- or well-done, and went with medium even though it was definitely cooked more. The meat had a peppery flavor that wasn’t all that bad, and it seemed like a hand-made patty as opposed to something pre-made. My mushrooms were also not too strong on the flavor, but I don’t know what I was expecting. My cheese was melted though, which means something right?
The fries were another mess; just your typical not good, frozen skinny fry variety with no flavor or decent texture. I think I spent about $13 or so for this meal, which could have been avoidable if I had listened to that bug in my head, and is far too much for what you get. I’m sure their wraps, salads and other items are good, but don’t eat the burger.