A thick, large, succulent patty. Cheese. Yet another thick, large, succulent patty. Cheese. Bacon now joins the march, forming an alliance inside the oozing waters of beef. Tomato tries to interject, only to be interrupted by another thick, large, succulent patty. This takes two hands, folks. This isn’t your average Burger of two bites – you know, the little cupcakes that pitifully pass for “beef” these days. No, no. We’re talking about Burgers that require attention. As a wise man once said (unidentified, but nonetheless wise) once said, “Love the burger, and it shall love you.”
We are HOLY HEFFA, and we drive The Vehicle of Cheese. We have made it our purpose to make the greatest burgers Australia has ever known. From the truck, we cook, and in front of this great vehicle, you form a line. Some have called this line The Queue of Eternal Salivation. Others refuse to give it a name – in respect of the true authenticity of the wait.
It is then and there that The Burgers meet the smacking tongues. It is then and there that stomachs shall roar no more. Those who salivate, those who dream, shall feel the glory of Holy Heffa.
Yes, this is a burger truck that serves really big, really tasty burgers. Yes, this truck, this Vehicle of Cheese, will impart you with golden fries and milky milkshakes to be enjoyed alongside The Burger. Join us. We only ask that you respect the cheese.