Let's face it, burgers are a bit disappointing. I've not had a McDs for years (I think the last time was when we rolled up in a random Dutch town at quarter-past late and that was the choice). I don't remember them being half bad, a reasonable balance between bread and filling, though it's true that even if you eat five, you're still hungry five minutes later (trust me, I tested that theory). I'm not sure how that works. I once ate 12 of those little White Castle burgers in WV. Though everything in WV is a bit odd. Like someone gave the world a bit of a kick.
Gourmet burgers are the worst. Hamburgers shouldn't be gourmet food, they're things to be scoffed on the move, a cook's convenience. Random beef bits, mushed up and dropped on the grill. Add a slice of cheese (preferably food product), tomato, a pickle, and put it all to bed in a toasted sesame seed bun.
But no, they have to fuck with it. I don't want chorizo in my burger. I don't want a burger so big it has its own gravity. It's a patty, not a football. I don't want beetroot and fried eggs on it. If I want to push the boat out, I'll take the lettuce. I don't need to know the cow's name and star sign. I'm not planning to marry it, I'm planning on eating it. I don't want to use five napkins, that's not a burger, it's the fucking Exxon Valdez. And cook them properly. If you don't trust the damn meat unless it's been through a nuclear fire, I don't either.
Weirdly, I like gourmet sausage rolls, proper porky sausages and flaky pastry. Just don't put goat cheese in them as it's the curdled spunk of a demon.