Hoodburger Inglewood — Restaurant in Inglewood

I'm so happy you guys are in Inglewood. I've tried the chicken and the beef, both slot neatly into my top 5 burgers ive ever eaten, even after steaming in a paper bag for 10 minutes on the walk home.

edit - I've returned to change my previous glowing 5 star review to the following 1 star - last night I bought my brother and a friend to try what I assured them would be the best burgers they'd ever eaten. After ordering and taking a seat we waited patiently for our meal salivating in anticipation at what was to come and assuring the lads it was going to be worth the wait... What we received though was something unexpected and really not appreciated - a double with added bacon and onions that had neither a double, or bacon, or onions added, a chicken with added bacon and extra cheese that had no bacon and two slices of cold unmelted cheese, and a 3rd burger that although was correct was haphazardly thrown together and had a patty that was broken in half and looked like it had been dropped on the floor. When we all conferred that our order was wrong/not right and took our burgers back to the counter, the looks and attitudes we were met with were quiet poor. In what seemed like a fit of angry confusion my burger was whisked away and promptly returned a few seconds later with a couple of skinny overcooked pieces of bacon on it, my brothers burger was left as it was and he was given some sad looking onions in a paper cup (I guess to put on his burger himself), and when I enquired about fries which I thought from previous experiences came plentifully with the order or were at least offered I was told I'd have to purchase them separately by lining up again but then before I could do so a dismal portion of cold fries was taken from someone else's order and slid onto our tray without explanation I guess as some sort of compensation for our trouble. My brother still didn't get his double or his bacon which were both paid for and we all left talking about how we should've gone to Alfreds like we had originally planned, before I mentioned how...

I first lost my hood burger virginity in the winter of 2019. I fondly recall the excitement I had in the leading hours beforehand. The salivating of my mouth. The aromas which struck me as I stepped into the retro 1980's aesthetics of Hoodburger Inglewood.

As tongue touched bun the very first time, a vast range of strange sensations stretched through my mouth. My eyes couldn't fathom the scene, darting between the tender, juicy delicacies of the thinly moulded patty to the goodness of the perfectly crafted combination of pickles, onions and sauce, all cuddled between the warmth of the bun.

It was the deepest intimacy of food one could come to digest. As the food slowly disintegrated beneath the roof of my ever so hungry mouth, I began to understand the classic integration of flavour which had just come to be in front of me in the form of a cheeseburger.

After lengthened moments of deep reflection the burger I came to know revealed itself as one much different than I had anticipated. The strange blend of flavour bellowed as one somewhat unique to the typical burger you would expect at your standard establishment. Whilst the chips were nothing more than a conventional and uninspired communion of chopped potatoes, compiled as one cluster between two, they lacked the entrepreneurialship of the burger itself.

A remarkable blend of flavours entered me that night. I will never once be that same girl I was as I entered that building, for now I was something much more...

I...

So I went here with high hopes cause the place looks sick, and I love me a place that looks aesthetically pleasing. When I ordered my food from the guy who served me, he didn’t look at us, mumbled a bit (it’s pretty loud in there because the music, which is fine to me) and overall gave the vibe that we were ruining his day by just being there. We were amused a little bit afterwards cause he seemed pretty annoyed when talking to us and we didn’t even do anything. The wait time was fine but when I collected my food I asked where my fries were and everyone behind the counter looked at me saying “there are no fries on this order?” They did ask if I wanted to get some but at that point I was just disappointed by the first staff not verifying our order to see if he heard us right. I said not worry about it and left knowing that it will be very unlikely that I’d be going again. The food was okay, but burgers are burgers. They’re greasy and you buy them knowing that. I don’t know what the fries are like and never will. In conclusion, you pay more for the aesthetic of eating at this place than the quality...