Ray's Hell Burger

I had a lunch meeting today in Rosslyn and as it was too cold to walk, we drove. When you drive in Rosslyn, you have to consider parking -- which pretty much brings me to the only restaurant strip that has parking. There's Pho75, a Mexican Place, a coffee shop, a Greek place, a steak place and a street number: 1713. And inside the non-descript facade under 1713 Wilson is a GREAT find. Ray's Hell Burger. What fantastic play on words. Almost better than the bar I frequented in Florida -- Hellen Back. With a line out the door at Ray's, there were signs up that said don't take a table until you order. WOW! Really? Supply and demand I guess. I ordered a Grilled Burger with Vermont White Cheddar, Smoked bacon, and red onions. I've never had a better burger in my life. Juicy. Flavor. Cooked perfect. On a soft bun. The options were endless. If you're an option freak, you'd be in hog heaven. Options make me stare in indecision... and this place, like Seinfeld's soup Nazi episode -- is not the place for indecision. 16 kinds of cheeses from American to Epoisse de Bourgogne an Chimay a la Biere. Do you want seared foie gras with truffle oil on your burger? Guacamole? Roasted Bone Marrow with Persillade? I don't even know what that is. There is also a list of specialty burgers if you don't want to decide on options, but that requires you to be smart enough to flip the menu over, which I wasn't. And then the sides... I ordered mac and cheese I'd have slapped my mother for. My sister wouldn't have approved of it though as it had spices in it. Don't go here if you're a vegetarian because the only thing they serve is burger and more burger. A+