I waited another week to continue my burger mission. I was feeling much better, but the idea of burgers was still not the most appetizing.
I ended up in Cali O Burgers, famous for their bison burger. Buy some burgers. Or bison burger? Buy some burgers!
Buy some bison burgers!
The first bison burger I remember was in Taylors Falls in Minnesota. OH YEAH! WTF?! Minnesota in a Tijuana/San Diego food blog!?
Well fuck. I was over there with some friends. This was around a decade ago. Time goes fast.
And I just googled the place. My memory doesn’t lie. It looks exactly the same. Check it out.
That place had bison burgers. And we bought some burgers. And we kept repeating bison burgers, buy some burgers, buy some bison burgers!
And that’s my stupid story about bison burgers!
I didn’t get a bison burger. So my story was pointless.
I got the beef burger.
A simple delicious beef burger.
Downed with Elysian’s Space Dust IPA.
I really like that beer. I know Elysian sold out. But that Space Dust is delicious.
The burger was good. I wish I got the bison, might have been more special. If I go back, it would be for that.
My appetite was back. I was glad for that. Not that much appetite for two burgers, but at least to eat a whole one and feel normal after that. I finished the burger and went to the next place.
Next place was Craft House inside Rip Current. It was a bit weird because there was a bit of miscommunication with the owner. I thought he was expecting me, but he wasn’t expecting me, but at the end, it all worked out.
And of course, the photoshoot.
Even more MLEM!
The chef insisted I take it home. So I did.
I was going to have it for breakfast or give it to someone (Hola Marifer!) but I’m glad I didn’t. But while editing the pictures I got really hungry and there wasn’t much to eat at home.
Two burgers in one day after being sick with burgers. Yeah. I wasn’t craving it. I didn’t want a burger.
But I decided to have a couple of bites to calm my hunger and to continue editing. I ate 1/5 of it and it was tasty as fuck.
Went back to editing pics… and suddenly I craved it again.
Gave it a few more bites and left half of it. For the morning or just for later.
After I finished editing, I put Netflix on to go to bed. That’s how I sleep. With Netflix as background noise.
But while watching The World’s Most Extraordinary Homes… I craved the burger again.
Something about the bacon… and the sauce. And the meat patty. So well balanced. Such a perfect creation.
I gobbled it all down like a madman. Fulfilling all my taste buds.
My love for burgers came back, albeit, it has to be high-quality burgers. Yep. I became more of a princess. But seriously, Craft House delivers a mean fucking delicious burger. So good, that even after some hours of sitting on the delivery bag, and for a dude who got food poisoning on burgers and never really wanted burgers again… Craft House made me believe.
Craft House is definitely a place I will go back for burgers and beer. North Park is an area that I actually do wander in sometimes. And I was sick of the same places. This is a nifty corner tucked away a few blocks from the main corners where the hipster tourist mania has been occurring.
After that, I still had at least one more place to go to fulfill my mission. And my appetite was back. I took a break for a day and went back for the last burger.
I made it across very early so I had more than an hour to kill before heading to Tom Ham’s Lighthouse.
The trolley dropped me off at Santa Fe Depot. I decided to be a tourist and walked around Seaport Village. Caught me some Magikarp that I was missing and made my walk to Tom Ham’s.
It’s a very long walk.
A very very long walk…
I decided that halfway there I’ll just grab a scooter since I have the Bird app and I saw dozens before.
Once I hit the halfway point, I didn’t see any more scooters of that brand.
I was a mile away and I was about to be late. And I was FUCKING tired. I seriously thought I walked more than that my iPhone told me. So I gave up and called a Lyft for the final stretch.
What an old man.
They were expecting me at Tom Ham’s. Lunch was half full so I had one section of the restaurant to do the photoshoot. They offered me a beer. I obliged and got a Batch 6 strawberry apricot sour by Belching Beaver.
It was murky and great. While waiting for the burger, I had an idea for the photo.
Great view huh?
Well… this is what happened when the burger arrived.
This is what happened when the burger arrived.
It was one of my favorite photoshoots.
I sort of want to print it out and frame it…
Even without the view, the burger pics look amazing.
All angles. Just super photogenic burger and place.
And one of my favorites because I like catching myself in the reflection.
So how was the burger?!
I ate half of it at the restaurant. It was great. A bit of a difficult to bite since it is a tower. But give it a big squeeze, put one tomato on a side, and that tower turned a bit smaller. Still a huge fulfilling burger. And a great burger that is. It’s no Craft House, but the views make up for it.
And a place with such views you would expect the prices to be outrageous. Nah. they were reasonable.
Also, they served me the first beer, but they also brought me different beers to go with the burger.
The story requested a brown ale and an IPA. So I got three beers…
At least I wasn’t driving. But I had to deliver the pics to the office.
Got a box to go for half my burger, then headed to the office, then to meet a friend because I was spent the night in San Diego so I wouldn’t be late to the burger fest the following morning.
At that friend’s house, I got hungry at midnight. I wolfed down the other half of the burger over the sink.
It might be that some burgers taste better if they’ve been sitting for a while. It might be that might appetite is weird. It might be that I get more enjoyment eating like a god damn pig that civilized in a restaurant. But that burger tasted better like that (I also remove some of the caramelized onions as I found they were too many).
The following day was the burger fest!
And I already wrote about that.
Because I blog in reverse.
Craft House gets my award (the official Tijuana Adventure award!) of San Diego’s best burger. And since San Diego is Tijuana and Tijuana is San Diego, Craft House is the best burger of the region.
My other love, The Friendly burger. I just had it this weekend and it wasn’t as good as I remembered it. But it was still the delicious cheap greaseball that I love. And I loved it again.
Until September of next year… if I still have the same gig. Or if I have a gig similar to this gig. Or if people actually start paying me for writing shit.
It’s Monday. Time to work.
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