Updated: We decided to head over to Brodburger around 7.00pm in order to beat the big dinner rush. It seems recent publicity around the re-opening of Canberra’s favourite burger joint meant we weren’t the only people interested.
7.15pm Looks like sales are going pretty well! Sixty people in the queue and around the same amount at tables.
8.10pm. We’ve made it through the front doors! A steady stream of burgers flow in the opposite direction towards a sea of ravenous eyes. There’s definitely a buzz around the place, and no-one seems too concerned about the length of the queue. As always for Brodburger customers, we’re all in this together.
8.39pm. After dealing with a pair of space cadets who somehow had failed to decide on what to eat over the previous 90 minutes, co-owner Joelle Bou-Jaoude and her sister Josie take our order. Joelle dosen”t know whether to laugh or cry – apparently it’s been like this since lunchtime. We retreat to the dining area with slightly sore legs.
8.55pm. There’s still a queue out the door, however Brodburger has run out of food. Jeolle takes their names and contact details are taken with the promise of some special treatment in the near future. Nice move!
Meanwhile, the waitresses are entertaining the customers. In the last ten minutes one has made her gold ring disappear and reappear, while Josie showed us she could lick her elbow. We certainly can’t criticise the impromptu entertainment. Joelle offers us some free drinks. Dinner, drinks and a show. Who would have thought?
9.36pm. 2 hours and 23 minutes after arriving, the behemoth known as the BrodDeluxe is in front of me.
Taking a bite it’s as good, if not better, than the caravan’s product. Even the bread is a highlight.
9.48pm. The meat sweats kick in, and I feel a food coma is not far away. Joelle asks if I’m happy, but her voice is barely an echo as my vision narrows to a tunnel. Damn, this is a tasty burger.
9.58pm. I’m out. I’ve already walked two laps of the dining area to make more room, but sadly I can eat no more of what I have missed for three months and craved for the last three hours. We thank all the staff and head out into the night.
Those who love Brodburger are used to a wait, but never three months. Finally, after petitions, numerous rumours and a deep concern the Inner South’s favourite little caravan may disappear for ever, today (March 27 2012) sees the rebirth of Brodburger at its new home at Canberra Glassworks. Hurrah!
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