Snax

Our fast-food burger vignette continues with a trip to popular local calorie emporium, Snax.

You will no doubt remember that we’ve visited Snax before, and it provided us with solidly hearty stodge, to chase the cold away. Today we were hell-bent on sampling from their range of burgers, having already reviewed those on offer in McDonald’s and the Burger King, as part of this mini-odyssey.

I was hoping to also sample from the burger van that I recall was parked outside St James’ Centre, offering tasty looking things, but sadly it seems to have been replaced by something called Crepe Array. Perhaps it will return soon.

Anyway, to Snax we headed, choosing the route behind the galloping cuddy (as the ever reliable Mr Fleming reminds me, the horsey in question is named Copenhagen) carrying Wellington to triumph. This was for two reasons: to my mind, this is the correct route for negotiating the statue, and was the route I always took when a small child; and secondly, the tall and persistent Colin Fox blocked our path round the open side, so the narrow side seemed entirely more fitting.

My previous review covered the ambience of Snax. I hear on the grapevine that the estimable John Swinney MSP was seen “sitting-in” the other day, so it’s clearly becoming something of a celebrity hotspot.

Although the place was its useful chaotic throng, we were served immediately, both opting for the cheeseburger and chips. We were offered both onions and salad, but chose to keep it simple. Gary opted to bedeck his offering in red sauce, while I opted to simply caress my chips with brown sauce.

I was very pleased with my burger. It tasted of burger and cheese, exactly like it should have, and as Gary put it “everything about the experience was almost exactly adequate”. This is a commendable thing.

Snax is certainly an upgrade on your McDonald’s and Burger King in terms of taste and flavour. The chips were better if still not entirely brilliant. Brown sauce is always a winner with me, so this put a big smile on my face, as I contentedly munched things at my desk.

We’re going to take a little break from the fast-food burger quest, for a couple of reasons: firstly, the old arteries could use a touch of mercy; and secondly, we need to re-group and identify some additional places. One of our splendid readers has suggested an ostrich burger at the Farmer’s Market, so I’ll certainly partake of that, when I identify a Saturday morning that I’m keen to participate in. In addition, we need to find a good burger van, to replace the missing St James’ Centre one. Maybe the chap who stands at the Kirkgate might be a good place to start.

Scores
Gary scores Snax:
3/5 for food
3/5 for presentation
3/5 for service
3/5 for setting
giving an overall 12/20

Blythe scores Snax:
3/5 for food
3/5 for presentation
3/5 for service
3/5 for setting
giving an overall 12/20

We ate: Red cheeseburger and chips, Brown cheeseburger and chips

We drank: in the honey-sweet words of Colin Fox, as he lambasted the utility companies

We wore: translucent ear plaster, stylish spectacles

Total bill: £6