Every town, city and planet has one ultimate eating experience. A place where you simply cannot go wrong and should visit no matter what your preference may be. Earth’s ultimate spot is Shake Shack in Madison Square Park on a warm Summer’s day circa 2011 – I believe that with all my heart. Queentown’s ultimate spot is Ferburger any time, any day of the week.
Maybe burgers are our planet’s “thing”.
This small but always busy burger joint has only been around since 2000 but is certainly a Queenstown institution. The long lines formed outside it’s double doors will prove this. Don’t be put off by the wait though, the line moves quicker than you’d expect* so buckle in and make some friends. The lovely lady in front of us, a German traveler with incredible hiking boots, told us it was her third day in a row lining up for the “good stuff”. Tables are hard to come by at Fergburger so she was getting take-away and eating by the lake this time – now that’s True Romance.
Yes, I did type that right! It was her THIRD time. Queenstown is a small place, that’s true, but not small enough to repeat restaurant on one vacation.
But some people love Fergburger. Most people love it. I mean… I love it and it’s oversized and intimidating burger shape. I love that the menu offers all types of mouthwatering options but everyone chooses to go with the original Fergburger anyway. I absolutely love that the chips are also delicious. And I’m thankful that the menu lists all ingredients found in said burger so that you can tell the cooks how you prefer it.
And I am most grateful for the kind and patient staff. Because sometimes you’re a newbie (mom, I’m looking at you!) who doesn’t realize that tomato relish is a close cousin of ketchup, which means your burger will come drowned in the one condiment you truly despise. When you go up to beg for another burger the lady at the counter will forgive your mistake and deliver another burger within two minutes.
That’s just the kind of classy burger joint Fergbuger is.
Be warned: Next door to Fergburger lives Fergbaker and everything inside the exquisite: the bread, the staff, the treats. If there is one thing you should try: the hot chocolate. You won’t have much room after your Fergburger but, trust me, make time to go back.
Can anyone else not stop thinking of this: Welcome to Ferburger. Home of the Ferburger. Can I take your order?
*Call ahead and pick up your order instead of waiting in line. This would require you to have a working phone overseas, but it’s almost worth the trouble of getting a New Zealand SIM card.