After a long week of training, and as people were saying their goodbyes and getting ready to head home, my team decided that we wanted to grab a quick lunch together, forgoing the boxed lunches that had been sitting on the table in the hotel for the past hour. We walked out of the Renaissance, turned toward the Warehouse District, and started walking until we found something interesting. We hadn’t been walking more than five minutes when we noticed a sign off to the side advertising some of the best burger’s in town at a place called Johnny’s (I think it might have actually said “Best Burger in Town”). For some reason that sounded good, so we headed in.
At first, we weren’t even sure that Johnny’s was open as it looked abandoned. But, we walked in anyway to find out things were still open. So we took our seats, and ordered our burgers. I opted for the burger to be cooked medium with Roquefort blue cheese, and a glass of iced tea. Nice and simple. After placing the order, I started to look around, and felt like I’d jumped in the way-back machine. The walls were old wood paneled with heavy dark window treatments. The lighting was dim, coming from old bronze chandeliers and wall sconces. And the tables had the white tablecloths with the old China plates and older silverware. Everything about the place screamed 1940s classic Cleveland which was actually interesting. It was the type of place where I felt like I should go with a suit on, complete with a fedora and ordered myself a glass of cognac…in fact I may do that next time I’m in Cleveland.
Anyway, I finally broke out of my 1940s gangster moment to look down and see a delicious looking burger in front of me. I added the tomato, onion, and one piece of lettuce (I’m not a huge fan of lettuce) to the burger, put the top bun on, cut it in half and took a bite. The burger was excellent. When I squeezed it, the juices seeped out into the bottom bun. The meat itself was very flavorful, high quality, and the star of the show. It was complimented very nicely by the Roquefort, and the bun was a perfect conduit with a little crispiness on the outside, but moist on the inside to suck up all of the juices. And the hand-cut fries were good as well, though I would have liked a tad more crispiness out of them.