Honest Burgers Finsbury Park

Delicious Burgers, Friendly Staff, Unbeatable Flavor!

With a facade that suggests perhaps a “good for the soul” style of urban dining, Honest Burgers Finsbury Park is at once a comforting nod to familiarity and a gauntlet thrown at the feet of burger minimalist purists. On entering, the buzz of chatter blends with the sizzle from the kitchen, an ambient hum of ordered chaos. To give credit where it’s due, the rosemary fries stand staunchly apart, they are crisp fragments of goodness, reminiscent of late-night gastronomic dreams unmet by your average chipper's fare. The burger - a double smash with bacon - sends a choir of satisfaction through your taste buds, albeit, if you can coax it into arriving a tad sooner in its epic culinary journey from kitchen to table.

Despite several missteps reported in dietary accommodations and the accordion swell of relaxation and anxiety induced by neighbouring din, each service sin is unexpectedly redeemed by profuse politeness sprinkled like seasoning over their eager brigade of staff. A notably efficient server named Fred pops up repeatedly in allegorical anecdotes whispered among the expectant masses, hinting at divine intervention in human form. Stray into their vegetarian options, should you dare, where the plant burger whispers promises of vegan virtue to those inclined. Shortcomings make their presence known (napkin-less tables, erratic service times), yet overcoming this minor shame feels worthy if mainly distracted by the damning worth of their gourmet fixings. Honest Burgers may not be perfect, but on a forgiving day, you'll happily rise to meet it again, even with a stained swift ‘yes’ rather than an unequivocal, appetizer-clinking ‘Y-E-S’. — Penelope Savory