Upstairs, 87 Bourke Street
Melbourne VIC 3000
+61 9972 3699
A recent trip to Melbourne saw me and a group of eight other lovely people congregate at Grand Trailer Park Taverna, Melbourne’s newest burger joint, for a Saturday lunch. I’m not one to fawn over burgers that much these days but when my workmate told me about a new burger place in Melbourne that named their dishes after Ivan Drago, Cynthia Benson and Bananarama, I knew I had to check it out #because80sgeek.
Tucked in the space that was once occupied by Sino-hipster bar Happy Palace, Grand Trailer Park Taverna is kitsch, campy and lots of fun. A lot of the tables were housed in hollowed out faux caravans (or trailers, rather) – kind of like those old school birthday trams they used to have at McDonalds. There were also tables outside on the balcony, the perfect place to sit outside in the sun with a glass of cold beer and perve on Melbourne’s beautiful set walking around on Bourke Street below.
For some reason, the photos I took for this post turned out kinda whack so please forgive me. In hindsight, I kinda wish I made like Thanh and Winston by walking over to the sunny area to take photos where the light was a lot better than our trailer-covered table but give me some credit, I’m not THAT shameless (hah!).
All the burgers here are served on lightly toasted brioche buns. Our table enjoyed a variety of different burgers but sadly I didn’t get to try most of them. One burger I did manage to try though was Winston’s Francis Underwood burger. It was essentially like the default (basic) KSA burger but with a slab of potato mac and cheese croquette in the middle.
I must admit, the croquette was da bomb. The sheer size of it made the burger too big to handle for my little hands (no sniggering, please). In fact, it took me two bites (one at the top of the burger, and one at the bottom) just to get all the flavours in (okay no sniggering for real, please). Aside from the fact that the bun was probably a bit more Brumby’s bread than buttery brioche, it was a pretty impressive burger.
I kept mine simple with the KSA i.e. the basic cheese burger (so, essentially the Francis Underwood minus the croquette really). I have no idea what KSA stands for – definitely not Kosher Supervision of America – but it didn’t matter for my burger was also pretty fantastic… apart from the not-so-buttery-brioche, that is. Great flavours, generously-sized and did not try too hard – at the end of the day, that’s all you want in a burger.
As for the chips? Bleh, forget about them. They were soggy, bland and lacking in flavour. I’d recommend you give them a miss and order the potato mac and cheese croquette instead if you do feel like something starchy on the side. My bourbon, caramel and bacon milkshake, however, was fantastic – then again, you can hardly go wrong with bacon. Or whisky. Even salted caramel is aiight sometimes.
We were on our way out after a very satisfying meal before the cute bar dude stopped us and made us stay for a dessert on the house. Well, if you insist, Lucas…
The dessert was meant to be shared between two – but the remaining five of us struggled with it. Because I’m not a fan of chocolate desserts, I found it a bit too rich for me (after two spoonfuls, I declared defeat). However, it got resounding thumbs up from everyone else so don’t listen to me.
Grand Trailer Park Taverna is a better place to eat, drink and perve than Happy Palace so I, for one, welcome this new tenant with open arms. While I suggest you forgo the chips, the burgers are definitely some of the best in the city. Go before it starts attracting Mamasita-like queues.