Tower of Power
Southern fried chicken, cheese, bacon, hashbrown, lettuce, chilli mayo.
Smash burgers, crispy chips, and the maple glazed pork belly that put us on the map. Cooked fresh from the truck — the old-fashioned way, with no fuss and plenty of flavour.
— Pull up a stool, mate. —
Porkies started with a second-hand trailer, a borrowed cast iron, and the stubborn Aussie belief that a burger should taste like someone actually gave a damn. No frills, no gimmicks — just honest tucker cooked by a bloke who's been up since four-thirty seasoning the grill.
We know every supplier by first name. We know regulars by their order. And if we're out of the maple glazed pork belly by two o'clock, we're sorry — it means the folks before you had very good taste.
— Rob, owner
Because fast food shouldn't feel fast — it should feel like a mate handing you something mighty good over the counter.
We make everything in small batches. Sauces from scratch. Chips hand-cut the night before. Buns baked a suburb over. The pork belly? Brined overnight, slow roasted, then finished on the flat-top with maple and a cheeky crack of pepper.
We think you can taste the difference. Most folks tell us we're right.
Nothing under a heat lamp. If you waited five minutes, it's because it's being made for you.
Local butcher. Local baker. Local farmers. We keep the money in the neighbourhood.
No tricks, no "market price", no rubbish. What's on the sign is what you pay.
Sounds soft, but it's true. One bloke, one grill, and he means it every time.
Follow along on the socials for daily updates — sometimes we move for a private job.
Our permanent spot. Same menu, four walls, proper seats, and a bit of shade when the sun's biting.
448 Pacific Highway,
Crows Nest NSW 2065
"That pork belly ought to be illegal. Took three of us and we still wanted more. Rob's a legend."
"Catered our engagement. 80 people, no drama, everyone raving about the burgers a fortnight later."
"I drive past two other burger joints to get to Porkies. That's all you need to know."