Welcome to Burgz N Bunz, the drive-thru where every burger is a labor of loaf, every bun gets a fair shake, and every fry has already been cross-examined for crispiness. Pull up. Order up. Bun voyage.
See the Menu, Meat Me There Our Side of the StoryWe asked our regulars why they keep driving thru. Here's what they didn't say, because we made it up, but it's still true.
No dining room. No tables. Just you, your car, and a burger passed through a window with the reverence of a royal decree. We call it "car-te blanche" service.
Our produce is so fresh it still has opinions. Crisp lettuce, ripe tomatoes, and onions that will absolutely make you cry (from joy, allegedly).
Every item on our menu is priced in Credits, the only currency that's never once been described as "legal tender" by anyone official.
Our patties are grilled. Our jokes are also grilled, repeatedly, until well done. Some say overdone. We say "seasoned."
A rotating cast of nonsense, available while supplies and our sense of dignity last.
Triple patty. Triple cheese. Triple the regret when you try to finish it in one sitting.
145 Credits
Fries so curly they've been mistaken for a phone cord by anyone under 20.
38 Credits
A drink so large it requires its own credit line. See what we did there.
22 Credits