I can see it now ... It's career day at school.  You've got your fireman, your film director, your accountant, your ninja ... but by far you've got to give top prize to the kid whose dad is the one-part-beer-master, one-part-burger-god who does his dirty work down at a place called Father's Office.  It would pretty much settle the "My dad can bench press more than your dad" argument.  Because at my Father's Office they've got a ridiculously huge selection of local and craftsman brews on tap, sweet potato fries fit for a king, and the real reason why I'd club a baby penguin for one more meal at this place ... the burger to end all burgers ... the Father's Office burger.  It's one burger to rule them all ... a king among kings.  And with great power, comes great ... ingredients? It's true my friend, this isn't your poor man's burger.  We're talking choice cuts of "should-have-been-a-$100-steak", "top-of-the-line," "it-might-just-be-baby-unicorn," hamburger meat.  Joining in on the fun are the likes of  some potent arugula, succulent bacon, flavor-packed grilled onions, and melty Gruyere cheese, all blended together with some smokey, Worcestershire goodness.  And when you bite into its holiness you don't even know which directions the flavors are attacking you from. It's not like you randomly get a chunk of bacon, or a glob of grilled onions. All the flavors just weave together into one magical Grub-symphony. It's the kind of burger where I finally get what my Philosophy 101 professor was talking about... the whole is definitely greater than the sum of its parts.  And don't even think about trying to sub out one of these amazing pieces to the puzzle. Thankfully, the Father won't let you. Would you say... "Yeah... I mean... I like the Mona Lisa. But can you get me one without the eyebrows?"  Simply put, don't mess with the art.  That being said about the burger, the sweet potato fries are not to be overlooked either. They come in their very own frying basket, matched up with some super-rich-n-savory garlic mayo. Want some Ketchup? Seriously dude, do you not get it!? Don't mess with greatness!  Everything about Father's Office (FO for all the hipsters) has just a freaking cool vibe. At the Culver City location, they've got these modern beer-hall-esque tables lining the outdoor patio which is awesome for a weekend Grub-in-the-sun or a night time Grub-athon.  So if you haven't already shut down your computer and run wildly through the middle of your street in the nearest direction of Father's Office, you may do so now ... and may I ask, why haven't you already?  Because we're not quite sure who the Good Grub's mommy is, but we're pretty damn sure FO is his daddy.