This Burger King used to be a place called "Burgerama." A lot of places used the "rama" suffix and there was even a TV show called "Wonderama." This suffix comes from the Greek, like most everything in the civilized world, and it means "view." Mom used to come here a lot when she lived alone on Albemarle Road. She forgot how to cook, (after insisting a year prior that I help her buy a new stove because the clock on her old one broke), and she would order her fish sandwich and "senior drink" and would brag about how the order-takers knew her. Well of course they knew her--they didn't have Alzheimers like she did so they remembered her because she was a fixture in the joint.
But long before it was the joint, it was the Burgerama, and probably the best burger joint in Brooklyn. Charbroiled to perfection with french fries to die for. . . in fact, I suspect a good number of people who frequented the joint and ate the french fries regularly did, in fact, die for them.
They don't make burgers like they used to.
They don't make french fries like the good old days.
But they definitely have improved on the oil spills.