slip me the slider.
The King of Kings. The best burger in Traverse City. One throne. One crown. One burger to rule them all.
The seat is empty. The kingdom is hungry. Only the Kings can decide.
Every outing is a bar sandwich: start at one bar, eat a burger at a different location, debrief at another bar. The burger spot is predetermined โ drawn from the docket in order. The Maรฎtre D' selects the before and after bars. This is not negotiable. This is sacred.
The group orders one burger. The same burger. Every King, same plate. You ask the waiter one question: what's the best burger on the menu? That's what you order. No modifications. No substitutions. No negotiations.
You may only use condiments that are on the table or offered to you unprompted. You do not ask for condiments. The burger comes as it comes. Adapt or abdicate.
While eating, the burger does not exist. You may discuss sports, philosophy, why your knees hurt now โ whatever. The burger is off-limits until every rating form is in and you're planted at the second bar.
Each burger is scored across ten factors, 1 to 5. Fries and Service do not count toward The Crown โ they are tiebreakers for the rankings. There are no 3s in this kingdom. You wear a crown. Act like it.
Forms in. Second bar reached. Now you talk. Now it matters.
Every burger in the kingdom โ past, present, and incoming. A burger averaging 4.0 or above earns The Crown. ๐
Roles are held for one year. Every April 28th โ the founding day of the kingdom โ the court is dissolved and reformed by draft. No seat is permanent. No King is safe.
Founded April 28, 2026.
Traverse City, Michigan. Our kingdom. Every burger spot marked, every bar a waypoint. This is our land.
Inspired by Between Two Buns โ the San Francisco Burger Club.
They showed us the way. We brought it to Traverse City.