Ryan F.
Google
My wife and I were walking in Barrio Logan on a Monday night, not knowing that a lot of the places close down on Monday because we’re out of town. Actually, this wasn’t even our first choice, but I’m calling this more divine intervention than happy coincidence.
The place is very small; four or five tables inside, a few outside; a bar counter and a drink machine in the corner — a few broken taps; call it ambience. Mirrors from floor to ceiling to make the place less closed-in. Simple.
My wife ordered a plain bacon cheeseburger. Being more adventurous, I opted for LA TRUMPADA, which was a delightful mashup of Al pastor strips, grilled pineapple, avocado, and a really solid bun, skewered with a bacon-wrapped jalapeño, and Papas Sucias (sauced-up loaded fries). Messy, messy, messy, in the best possible way, and rich, fatty flavors without being greasy.
The young lady up front was an absolute charmer, and seemed to know everyone that came through her door. Our order was flawless (wife is picky; I am not) and she stopped by just often enough. Also had a lovely conversation with some table-neighbors, so it seems like most folks were as happy to be there as we were. Un gran placer conocerte, amiga.
I wish that I didn’t live something like 3500 miles away. I know people complain about a $14 burger in that neighborhood now…. Bubba, still the cheapest and best meal we had here in San Diego, I’m sorry to say. We spent triple this at an Italian joint not all that far away, and this was way better-tasting and much more filling. I weep for the economy, but only tears of joy for Barrio Burger. Should have just come here twice.