Many people walked in and out of the restaurant, passing under the bright red awning with a quirky, black and green cow printed just above the words “Good Stuff Eatery.” A crowded restaurant should be a sign of a good restaurant, but Good Stuff Eatery, located on Capitol Hill, was anything but a good experience for me.

A patriotic barn is what comes to mind when I consider the restaurant’s decor. Several references to political parties bordered the walls, some of which were made to look like barn doors. American flags and other red white and blue touches added to the patriotic feel. And finally, a colossal cow bell dangled from the ceiling, adding to the cute and quaint atmosphere.

Though the building was filled with people, the line was not too long; it wrapped around once, had a view into the kitchen Chipotle style and, much like Chipotle, the workers moved quickly. The menu mirrored most other burger places, containing beef, turkey, and veggie burgers, fries, and (of course) milkshakes. Prices ranged from about six to nine dollars, depending on the extravagance of the burger.

An iconic feature of the restaurant is it’s President Obama inspired burger. The “Prez Obama Burger” sounds like a choice for an adventurous eater as it’s topped with roquefort cheese, bacon, horseradish mayo and an onion marmalade. I, however, am not quite so adventurous. I decided to order “Spike’s Sunnyside,” essentially breakfast on a burger. It was a beef patty, topped with bacon, cheese, and a fried egg. Their untraditional milkshake flavors also reeled me in. I just couldn’t resist the idea of sipping a toasted marshmallow milkshake, so naturally I ordered one of those, too.

There was hardly any seating in the cramped, yet busy restaurant, but my family and I managed to find a table and receive our food within ten to fifteen minutes.

The wrapper was a bit of a subliminal message; it had wax-paper-like transparency and “delicious” in bold, red lettering printed across it. Beneath the packaging was a plain looking burger. It appeared to be just the right size for my decently small appetite. Clearly there was not much effort put into presentation since the cheese hung off of one side of the burger and the fried egg off of the other. However, I did not judge it based on looks, for me, it’s all about the taste. Too bad it tasted a bit rotten.

Maybe it was the egg, or maybe it was an over cooked patty, but something about this burger did not taste right. It was a mash-up of unidentifiable flavors and monotonous textures. The crunch of bacon should have helped, but it ended up being lost in the pile of sludge. The only enjoyable part of my burger was the firm bun, that offset the rest of the burger a tiny bit, at least.

My family members didn’t care for their burgers, either. “Mine was literally just grease,” complained my brother.

Not even the fries could save my meal. They had a burnt, not charred, taste and an overwhelming overflow of rock salt piled on top. Luckily, I’d ordered that toasted marshmallow milkshake, which quickly became the highlight of the meal. The thick, fluffy flavor of marshmallow accurately captured that traditional campfire taste, minus the heat. Plus, it flushed away the unkind flavors of the rest of my food.

Needless to say, I left the Good Stuff Eatery still hungry. My half-eaten burger and untouched fries, along with the collaborative disappointment of my family calls for a rating much lower than my last review. Good Stuff Eatery gets two and a half stars from me.