Joseph C.
Google
The first time I visited Notre-Bœuf-de-Grâce, I wasn’t expecting to be blown away—I just wanted a burger. But what I got was quite possibly the best burger and best fries I’ve ever had in my life (and that’s only a “maybe” on the burger because there’s one other contender). I was genuinely shell-shocked.
After a cozy writing session at Café Aunja, I was walking back toward the hotel and decided to check this place out. The interior had a great vibe—cool art, writing all over the walls, and a very laid-back but modern energy. My girlfriend, who’s Greek and from Toronto, pointed out the Greek phrase above the bar, which listed drinking cheers in different languages—just one of many thoughtful, global touches throughout the place. The staff were incredibly friendly and bilingual, and they made the whole experience even better.
The burger was out of this world—juicy, flavorful, beautifully put together—and those fries? Absolutely unforgettable. A perfect balance between steak fries and shoestring, they were chunky, soft inside, lightly crispy on the outside, and seasoned to perfection.
My second visit came the next night—my girlfriend had to return to Toronto, but I was in town an extra day. I saw they served steak frites, so I went back, sat at the bar beneath the Greek writing in her honor, and treated myself to another incredible plate of fries (and yes, the steak was great too, but let’s be honest, I was there for those fries). I even enjoyed a well-made cocktail, soaking in the vibe one last time.
Now that I’m back in Vermont, I can’t stop thinking about that burger. And the fries? Still unmatched. Notre-Bœuf-de-Grâce has officially ruined other burgers and fries for me—in the best way possible.