


Yes, that’s a 12-foot bubble soaring high over Dolores Park. When it finally hit a tree, its remains drenched an unsuspecting pack of tourists. DRENCHED.

This crew knows how to party. It’s after 6:00, freezing, and they’re about to break into another five boxes of Pabst. Furthermore, dude just strolled right past three police cars and nobody said mum.
Previously:
I know Kevin already posted about this, but I had to chime in for the meat eaters. My environmentally unsound beef burger was also amazingly delicious. The salty, greasy juiciness of the thing was astounding. I kind of think if I ate more than one a week my health would go south pretty fast. But for a Sunday at noon, it was great.
My burger is the one at the bottom of the frame. Kevin and Allan’s are vegan.
Inspiration?: “I stole it.”
I love how Bear’s hat is so authentically beary. You can also tell via his facial hair that the hat is thoroughly fusing to his head. Within a week, the transition to Kodiak Grizzly will be complete. Someone better resurrect Timothy Treadwell.

Photo by Don’t ask me, I just work here, which if you’re not already reading you should start reading.

Photo and title by reader Laura T. (“Mission library bike rack 8/22/09.”)
Thanks, LT!
The verdict is in: Mission Burger is the jam. The vegan burger was incredible, the fries were great and the McDonald’s ketchup packets? Amazing.
Tragically there is absolutely no seating, so we had to sit on the cold sidewalk outside. That said, if you are patient (we aren’t), you can just take your food to Dolores Park.