J. Wellington’s (CLOSED)

J. Wellington’s is a land where burgers are muscular and very unladylike; a place where if you don’t leave vowing to never eat again, you haven’t done it right. How does bacon-fried-egg-blue-cheese-sriracha-mayo stack up against mushrooms-Swiss-chipotle-ketchup? Neck and neck, and both are mere accompaniment to the impeccable, crisp-and-pillowy, crinkle-cut sweet-potato fries. The chocolate shake tastes very much like a Wendy’s Frosty—and if that’s what you’re looking for, you can find it at the source.