That would be Hamburger Heaven, the Palm Beach purveyor of finely charred discs of ground beef slapped into a soft white bun. For the past couple of years just a breakfast and lunch joint, the type of place whose clientele sports Gucci with no socks just as often as ratty tennis shoes, HH has given in to the demands of rich and formerly rich islanders hungry for the kind of hearty, homey, comfy dishes that Mom (or the family cook) used to make, while reveling in conspicuously downscale diner surroundings.
On your plate that means Yankee pot roast, fish 'n' chips, Thanksgiving turkey, spaghetti and meatballs, and more, plus soup or salad, for $17.95 and served from 5 to 8 p.m., Monday through Thursday.
In a not quite so celestial aside, HH owner Cindy Rosa has closed her nearby Beach House Bistro, which started out strong under original chef Marc Henderson but whose tropical vibe never quite caught on with the locals. Maybe they were afraid of getting sand in their Guccis.