Nopa: The Burger That Knocks It Out of the Ballpark
The search ended abruptly Friday night at Nopa.

Itโs one of my favorite restaurants in San Francisco, and my pal Matt and I decided to have a boyโs night out while the planets were aligned and we were both in town at the same time. Even before I saw a menu, I knew I wanted the burger and after a plate of incredibly tasty Padrรณn peppers (which, if you havenโt tried, you should hop on a plane to try right nowโand thatโs coming from someone that dislikes peppers, almost across-the-board) and a couple of Sidecars (Mattโs with rum, mine with Armagnac), my burger finally landed. And ho-boy, what a beauty*.
Even though I havenโt tasted every hamburger in town, or all that some of you recommended, I know from eating at Nopa a few times before that I wouldnโt be disappointed. And sure enough, everything from the warm, slightly-charred beef patty, bun toasted in each side, and the tangy pickled red onions, this was it.
And I thought I was over the whole โeverythingโs better with bacon!โ mania, until I tasted the rashers of house-smoked bacon criss-crossing this beef patty, and decided that the game ainโt over for bacon. In fact, itโs going into overtime.
There is one more contender Iโm looking forward to, waiting in the batterโs box, for later in the week. But as far as Iโm concerned, the hamburger at Nopa is the grand slam.
Nopa
560 Divisadero Street
San Francisco, CA
(415) 864-8643
*Excusez-moi for the photo of the burger and fries, which doesnโt do them justice. I just got a new camera and am figuring out all those crazy dials and digital displays.
If youโre in San Francisco, tonight Iโll be at Omnivore Books for a booksigning and chat, from 6 to 7pm. Stop by!







