You know you shouldn’t. But sometimes, now and again, you have to roll up your sleeves, open your mouth wide and fill it with filthy burger-y goodness.
This burger -a prime example of a drunken feast – was snaffled up in Helsinki this new year following too many pints of fruli and shots of minttu and boy was it tasty.
Soft bun, mayo, ketchup, gherkins, plastic cheese and about half-a-cow it had it all going on. Naughty but nice.