You got it right. Pizzaburger. I repeat, Pizzaburger! Yes, it’s a thing and it’s amazing yet also the most greasy and unhealthily sinful meal on the planet and you’ll probably die of a heart attack afterwards, but at least you’ll be happy. Because calories make happy.
The pizzaburger doesn’t really need all that much explanation, it’s a pizza-burger-combination, in this case, the burger bun being replaced by an actual pizza. You can choose your regular burger option (BBQ, Cheddar, Goat cheese etc.) that are served in the Morrison’s burger joint around the corner, but here they are the pizzaburger. I can’t say this word often enough (it’s also pretty evil because as I’m typing this I’m starving!). The amounts are pretty…challenging, because the pizzaburger obviously comes with a side of fries or similar, so if you manage to clear your plate, respect.
Right in the centre of Helsinki, tucked away in a backyard that hosts also a bunch of restaurants, I solely come here for the pizzaburger because when there is a pizzaburger everything else becomes irrelevant.