Approximately twenty minutes of wandering around Jackson Square and the connecting City Centre building, we managed to stumble upon the entrance. But it was locked, causing much confusion on our side. Attempts were made to enter from the adjacent Public Library, only to be re-directed back into Jackson Square and discover their lack of opening hours for Mondays, Wednesdays, and Sundays. Well then.
One could easily miss the entrance while strolling by, since the door was gently tucked in underneath the coopery red brick storefront.
Towards the entrance was a pulley system-equipped garage door that doubled as the restaurant's main access to natural lighting; similar to JOEY Markville and The Works in Brampton, the connection would provide easy access to the patio on balmy summer days.
It was a cozy setting that featured a small bar area, two large group tables, and three 2-person tables (inclusive of cushions).
After taking in the rustic, wordy decor, we placed our orders of Montezuma's Revenge, Maui Wowi, Cause & Effect Blond Ale, and Stiegl Grapefruit Raddler.
Admittedly, I enjoyed the bottle more than expected. Majority of the drink tasted of a carbonated grapefruit juice with artificial flavourings, with only a hint of beer-iness towards the end of each sip. The aftertaste became less noticeable over time, leaving behind a refreshing citrus fizziness.
She suggested I make use of the Build-Your-Own Burger - coined "BYOB" - to customize my base and toppings of choice. The final order comprised of a chewy, vegetarian patty, smoked gouda (instead of white cheddar), coffee smoked pulled pork, caramelize pineapple, coffee BBQ sauce, along with a slew of basic burger elements.
Price-wise, I do believe that $14 is quite a hefty price tag for Hamilton. With the inclusion of beverages, each meal totalled approximately thirty dollars following tip. I'm unsure whether a second visit is in the books, though I must say I was pleased with the overall HAMBRGR experience.
Hamilton is renowned for being a horrid spot for after-school bubble tea and dessert sessions. 8090 and Tea Hut construct their beverages with disgusting flavour powders that leave behind ghastly streaks of chunky residue - not to mention, they're more expensive than the leading brands too! Most of these shops also happen to be cash-only. Atrocious, indeed.
I took to ordering a large Lemon King to banish sweat droplets and stickiness, while my partner-in-crime picked a Passionfruit-Mango Slush with tapioca (which the girls at CoCo were extremely generous with). Forgive me for forgetting to snap a shot of my drink, for the heat had worn me out completely.