Restaurant review: Son of a Bun, Cork
THERE are few enough things in our world as ubiquitous as a beef burger — they are everywhere. One of those fiddly ball-and-stick games or soccer might be as universal but then they are utilities of an entirely different nature, serving a very different purpose — but often provoking an appetite for a burger (or two) après match.
There are as many variations of burgers as there are places to buy them and, as anyone who has eaten a late night, roadside burger at one of those summer beer-and-sex festivals dressed up as a cultural event will testify, there can be pretty spectacular variations in standards too. Just like the beer and sex — as far as I can remember, it was so very long ago...
