Most of the good memories in life involve food, wouldn't you say? Well, maybe food wasn't a factor when you gave birth, or scaled a mountain or graduated valedictorian (or successfully hit your sister square in the back after she stole your clothes in middle school. Just me?) ... but I sure as heck bet it was a supporting character in the celebration after. Because food = memories = camaraderie = the good stuff in life. The best stuff in life in fact.
Though we arrived in San Francisco on different days last August (Jay got there August 16th, I arrived about a week later), Roam Artisan Burgers was the first meal that Jay and I both had as residents. His was a solo meal after a full day of driving a U-Haul, unloading our entire world of things into the house with the movers and finally gasping for breath and sustenance at about 8 PM. Mine was a shared meal with Jay at about 7 PM the day of my arrival, after a long day of driving a packed little SUV with a dog co-pilot through 3 states (that ugly snap here). For each of us, Roam served as the big sigh of relief and the first "bite" (my pithy cleverness knows no bounds) of this city as a local. So for that reason, it holds a little place in both of our feasty little hearts.
Now it serves its purpose just as the delicious little burger joint around the corner that it is. As we spend our many weekends wandering around the elevated streets, we often pop in here for a swig of ale (ayy, matey) and a mouthful of goodness.
^Jay and I were fresh off a Napa kick and went for wine. Logan opted for the traditional beer. On weeknights, we sometimes get the Kombucha on tap. You heard that right.
^Brothers don't shake hands, brothers gotta hug
^Jay and I generally have nails that look exactly the same. Thankfully, he did not marry me for my hands. He married me for my Super NES station.
^I was in the mood for meatless so I went with their Classic Veggie Burger. Let's take another look at that bad boy...
^The quinoa burger is truly divine topped with butter lettuce, tomato and their special sauce. A whole lot of yumminess wrapped up in one sesame bun.
^We also split their Fry-Fecta = a basket of zucchini onion fries, sweet potato fries & russet fries. As you can tell from this image, they are all incredibly good.
^Chandler may be backyardless and used to life in small downtown spots but on the upside, the boy could write his own SF/PDX city food blog. He gets to eat out with us a lot (mainly so I can cuddle that scruffy face). I love that mutty boy so much.
True to everyone's form, the boys scarfed their proper burgers before I had a chance to capture them. However, that alone should speak to the quality of this place. Great burgers, easy ordering, relaxed ambiance and a cute little outdoor patio. Roam, you make it so easy to love you.
ROAM ARTISAN BURGERS - SAN FRANCISCO