Hi, my name is Freiburger, I'm a triple topping monstrosity made by men who worship hot dogs and sausages as much as burgers. I live in a Dog Haus. You will like me.
A lot can be said of a restaurant when describing the ambiance. At Dog Haus, the extended drum solo of Rush's Closer to the Heart, playing in the background, is all you need to know. Shiny, ultra skinny flat screens broadcasting all manner of sports? Check. Full Bar? Check. High Caloric Burger Concept menu that you will gladly hit the repeat button for, like your favorite Rush album loaded on your 10 disc trunk mounted cd magazine? Um, Check.
Sorry to get too retro dear Millennials, but for us old guys pushing 35 and up, eating establishments that offer DirecTV, hard liquor, and unpretentious food make us swoon. It reminds us of a time when we were young and invincible, when Rush was cool, when CDs mattered. But enough of the days when my widow's peak was more anomaly than sign of the times, you are here for Bang for your Burger Buck and the Freiburger at Dog Haus is just that, by way of a 1/3rd pound patty plus three side dishes posing as premium toppings, between four buns, for under $7 pre tax. Yeah, we kind of have a lot to talk about here.