A novellist, screenwriter, and poet with an unrepentant thirst for all the good things in life.
Published November 14th 2012
There's something neanderthal about man's infatuation with the not-so subtle art of witnessing an oversized bun, almost overflowing with an array of meat, sauce, and assorted accompaniments. Even the most modern of men have been known to become embarrassingly weak at the knees with smitten adoration at the sight of a giant burger being lumbered towards them; it's part of our genetic code, and we are unashamedly bound to love it.
Now as the name suggests, The London is a haven for the burger-loving man, and when one observes the impressive list of alcoholic beverages, sourced from both locally and across Europe, the inherent 'need' to visit is almost laughably apparent. Meal options for those among us not tolerant to meat are also available, as are drinks of the non-alcoholic variety, however ordering from these sections of the menu will undoubtedly cause looks of confusion and ire from the rest of your table.
Four large television screens display a range of sports from across the world, as well as music video channels; creating what is possibly the perfect prologue to a memborable evening out in Canberra.
So if you are looking for a pre-party meal, a post-match celebration, or merely an excuse to bask in one of the immoral pleasures that men have enjoyed for years, then The London is quite simply a must.