An hour of Body Combat plus an hour of Brent’s Body Balance class on Saturday morning meant that I was craving some serious carbs after I left the gym. After tossing up between fish and chips and Misty’s Diner, the latter prevailed as I just so happened to have a “buy one main, get one free” coupon in my wallet. With Adam in tow, we took the train to Prahran and walked up High Street in horrid, hot weather. It was around 3pm by the time we arrived, but the place was still open and buzzing with diners who, let’s be honest here, look like they could be contestants on The Biggest Loser.
The 1950s-style diner is a concept created by a bubbly Arizona native and local identity known simply as “Misty.” The decor is similar to what ex-Sweet Valley High readers like myself would know as the Dairi Burger, but with more bells and whistles in the form of retro car parts plonked randomly all over the room and American flags, and minus Lila Fowler’s lime green triumph parked outside. Apart from the menu offerings, Misty’s also offer items such as American soft drinks and confectionery for sale at the counter, as well as random stuff like this:
So Adam and I are waiting at the counter beside a sign tells us to “wait to be seated.” There were about three waitresses milling around, two of them talking to each other but none of them made the move to accommodate us. Finally, a woman (who I presumed to be Misty) burst out of the kitchen to greet us and told us to sit anywhere we wanted so we opted for a table against the wall. While Brian Wilson and his boys sang about getting around via the loudspeakers, we surveyed the menu which consisted of everything that was considered stereotypical American diner food – hamburgers, waffles, fries and so on. Think TGI Friday’s but less Jack Daniel’s and more sugar-coated sweetness. I’m no health freak but just reading the menu made my heart start to burn a little. Heck, the healthiest thing on the menu was the “Carb-free burger” which consisted of grilled beef, salad greens, cheese, bacon and egg. Uh, yeah, I dunno … . After reading Linda‘s review of the place, I was careful not to order the Philly Cheese Steak so I decided to be safe by choosing a burger.
Adam’s Chilli Cheese Fries ($13.90). They were simply shoestring fries topped with a onions, cheese and what was SUPPOSED to be chilli con carne… except that the sauce tasted more like that revolting red sauce that you get with a can of baked beans. Adam also asked for the “extra hot” option but the sauce was anything but. Sigh. Another thing which annoyed us was that the fries were easily soggy by the time they reached us, thanks to the sauce. I suppose this was the correct way to serve it so perhaps I’m just being picky when I say that I would have liked to have the sauce in a separate container or something.
My Misty’s American-Style Burger ($13.90) came with half a serving of taco fries (an additional $5.90. They looked exactly like Adam’s chilli cheese fries, but with more beef mince and + olives, -kidney beans) and was probably the fattiest thing I’ve eaten in a really long time. The menu advertised the beef pattie to be flame-grilled but I reckoned that it was probably heated up in a pressure-cooker Maccas-style. Inside the burger was a slice of cheese, bacon, lettuce, tomatoes, sauteed onions and a ‘special sauce’ which tasted like watered-down Big Mac sauce with a hint of mayo.
It also came with egg, sunny-side up!
For some reason, I expected the burgers to be uber huge but they were really only the size of a typical Grill’d burger. Having said that, they were certainly very filling and I struggled to finish mine off. Taste-wise, I didn’t think it was anything special. It was definitely not Melbourne’s best burger by any standards and I couldn’t help but laugh when Adam commented on how “even Hungry Jacks’ burgers tastes better.” As for the taco fries? Funnily enough, they tasted more like chilli con carne than Adam’s fries did. Hah. Nothing special though. Plus, I felt revoltingly sick after eating everything (yes, I cleaned off my plates!) in the worst way possible.
If you didn’t feel sick when reading about what I ate, I’m sure you WILL after reading about my drink: the Reese’s Pieces thickshake ($7.95). It may have contained a year’s worth of sugar intake but damn, it was probably the best thing I had at Misty’s. I’m a sucker for Reese’s peanut butter cups so the ice-cold combination of crushed Reese’s chocolate pieces, vanilla ice-cream, milk, chocolate sauce, Reese’s puff cereal and whipped cream went down a treat and clogged 10 billion arteries. Oh, the can you can sort of see in the background is Adam’s Tecate, a Mexican beer which, according to him, “makes VB taste good.”