Fox E.
Yelp
If our Dads were all skipping and jumping through the forest, they would be the Bounding Fathers. And if our Dads were all relaxing in the front room, they would be the Lounging Fathers. If they were all from foreign countries, they'd be the Funny-Sounding Fathers. And if they were all hopping on the good foot and aggressively doing the bad thing with our Mothers (or with anyone really), then they'd be the Pounding Fathers. But this place is nothing to do with any of those things. This place is all about the origins of the USA. Which is why it's called the "Ben Franklin Bar."
I tried to get an infamous burger from here on three separate occasions. One time they were absolutely slammed, and jovially informed me that they were not making burgers, as if to ask if I was crazy. The second time I called ahead and asked if they were making burgers, and this time they were very nice about it, but assured me they were not. Finally, the third time I tried to get a burger, they were not so busy, and they made me one.
I have to say I liked it. It was big, but not as ridiculously enormous as I was expecting by the price and reviews. It was pretty tasty, but it wasn't completely out of this world. It was one of the better burgers I've had. It was probably a low 5/5, and I was considering giving it a 5 but then I thought since it is borderline, and since it is so hard and so time-consuming to even get a burger from here, and since it gave my dear friend Alex food poisoning (not CM Alex, Trivia Alex), then I will settle on a 4 and call it even. So it's a good burger, but it's not the best burger in the region, for which you should head to Ruzzine's, Mooney's, Sterling Place Tavern, or Vizzi's.
I heard there is a famous trivia night here, but not being American, American History trivia questions don't really get my proverbial juices flowing. And not being a drinker, a place like this is always going to have a hard time earning a 5 from me unless the food is off the proverbial charts. I just used proverbial twice in one paragraph. Actually that's now three uses of proverbial. Nope... four. Wow. Is that a proverbial record? Crap! Five! Damnit!