Nice and big (emphasis on big) perfectly cooked and juicy, a Paul's burger will hit the spot if it's good old American greasy burgers you crave.
Also a bonus for those romantic sorts that love old diner style waitresses that aren't exactly rude, but a bit gruff and rough around the edges. Look for the huge statue of french fries eating itself (perhaps in protest?). Interesting fact, that statue's brother graces my favorite spot on earth: you've heard me talk about it here before, Magic Forest, now if only the Magic Forest could conjure up such excellent burgers… but I'm afraid to eat anything there for fear that it's made of Santa's reindeer that have died.
But what do you think?