Dinner at Johnny Rockets

Beng and I blamed The Great Food Truck Race for our craving.  Watching six episodes that featured, among other gourmet food trucks, a gourmet burger truck, left us with a serious need to stuff our faces with really good burgers.  So after mass, we trolled the food strip near our place for one.

We decided to try out Johnny Rockets.  It was a decision we did not regret.

It reminded us of family brunches at Subic at an officer's club when we were children.  We used to struggle through gargantuan burgers, mountains of fries, and tall glasses of brewed iced tea (which forever turned us off to the powdered kind).  We were each given two american quarters each to spend on either the jukebox or the video arcade.  I remember wanting to be fair so I would always relinquish one to the jukebox and the other either to Space Invaders or to Pac-man.  

When we saw the jukebox console at the booth, we asked the staff if it was just part of the decor or if it really worked.   She said yes.  Beng and I looked at each other and immediately dove right in to the selections.  We were delighted to find songs we actually liked.  (No jologs music: YEY!  No beiberish [gibberish]: YEY!)  We exchanged two Php10-coins for Php1 coins and "relinquished" them to the magic box in the wall.

The highlight of the visit apart from the music was the food.  We ordered onion rings, their Rocket burger, medium rare, and strawberry milkshake.

I'm very particular about onion rings, and I have to say theirs is really good.

Beng and I usually go halfsies on everything we order just so we can taste more than one or two dishes on the menu.  In the case of Johnny Rockets, it was a necessity.  The burgers are HUGE.  The fries are limitless and their single serving of milkshake nearly filled two glasses.

Look!  The ketchup bowl is happy to see me!

Before we left, we ordered a bacon cheeseburger with onion rings for Nards (who opted to stay at home).   And Beng and I both agreed, we're definitely going back.