When I first heard about San Francisco’s new robot cook I was a mixed bag of emotions.  On one hand, I didn’t like the idea of automated machines taking jobs from service industry workers.  But on the other hand, (the little piggy inside of me) really wanted to make friends with a robot who could make me cheeseburgers.

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY EMPEROR NORTON’S BOOZELAND THE TENDERLOIN’S NEWEST HISTORIC DIVE.  HAPPY HOUR NOON – 7PM Patty melts have been a favorite sandwich of mine before I knew they had a name. Growing up in the hood, you had one type of bread for everything: sandwich bread. Sandwich bread for hamburgers,

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE! While the Instagrammers are grammin’ the shit out of In-N-Out for some reason, I don’t hear people talk about Nation’s Giant Hamburgers, and why not?  They’ve been a Bay Area brand for

Here are some notable San Francisco burgers on a very exact rating scale:

10 means I’d gladly murder my brother (if I had one) to eat it once a month and 1 means it’s basically the hamburger-shaped cardboard they serve in middle school cafeterias.

    OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE!   I was about to order the Dad’s Luncheonette hamburger sandwich without the lettuce. I hate red leaf lettuce on burgers, only romaine and iceberg can withstand the weight and

I can’t believe I accepted this in the first place. A couple of weeks ago Stuart notified the BAS team that White Castle turns into “Love Castle” every February 14th, and all their locations are dressed with “romantic Valentine dinner”-esque themed outfits. You would actually have to call your area’s White

Whiz Burger The above photo is my ham-fisted attempt to juxtapose two distinct types of iconography: one surrounding retro burger joints and the other, Catholic churches.  I wouldn’t blame you if it didn’t elicit the observation that the almighty American hamburger is something of a golden calf, an object of

Cheap drink specials are great, but the rub is that the liquor featured usually isn’t.   Which is why the latest Thursday night binger’s jackpot is Truck‘s Bourbon Boys.  From ten ’til two, less than clothed guys are pouring $2 shots of Bulleit Bourbon in an overheated bar decorated like