My second time at Jackson Hole, I give credit where it’s due, was far superior to the first. The first time my burger, which I ordered medium-rare, came well-done; dry, not juicy. I was left wondering why I schlepped all the way into Manhattan.
The second time, success. I ordered my burger rare and got medium-rare, juicy and bright pink in the middle. It’s a huge slad of a burger – a hand-made paddy of no uniform shape, an inch thick and seven ounces in weight.
Both times, I was at the location at 3rd and 35th on the East Side in Manhattan, but as I understand it, Jackson Hole is a chain of restaurants scattered about the City. Definately worth checking out – just remember to order your burger slightly undercooked.