Oooh, I do like a good feed, don’t I? If I don’t get back into running soon, every pair of jeans I own will magically become ‘skinny’ jeans. But before the diet kicks in, I’ve got just about enough room to squeeze in a burger. And a newish place has opened in Manchester to fill this need. How new it is I don’t exactly know and cannot be bothered to Google search, but it’s in the Great Northern vicinity (central Manchester if you are otherwise unfamiliar).
Almost Famous Burgers plays on a American vibe, which translates as massive portions, no use for cutlery and everything is served in those plastic wax-paper lined baskets. You cannot get more ‘Murican than that eh?
A tad misleading, there is no actual unicorn meat, magical or otherwise on the menu.
This is what I ordered: a Awesome Frickin Chicken burger. It came bulging with slaw, iceberg lettuce and some condiments. On the right, a serve of Bacon Bacon Fries (over-seasoned chips with sauce and bacon chips).
I tried to finish it, but frankly I let myself down. Not even close. I went for the high value items (the chicken breast) and left the bun pretty early on in the piece. It felt like I was in that gluttonous Adam Richman ‘Man Versus Food’ show. I got the sweats. And then I got thirsty. Really thirsty.
Thankfully they have a selection of cocktails. This one had vodka, passionfruit and bubblegum. What wasn’t ice tasted good.
Decor is a bit random and on the cheap side. Plenty of staged industrial type apparatus – scaffolding that defined areas without any real need. And a giant gorilla. Some people see two in this picture, but there is just the one.
Almost Famous – no bookings, but be prepared to queue, even at 4.30pm on a Sunday. They take your mobile number and send you a text when your table is ready.