Burger King

Don’t come here unless absolutely necessary.
Slow workers
Dangerous area, seriously
No refills? LOL

The management block off a lot of the seating, so all of the available seats are taken by the non-​paying homeless people. I got pissed and opened the «closed» section so I could eat without having to smell the great unwashed in the Mission District. This BK doesn’t honor the specials on TV, like 10 chicken nuggets for $ 1.49, they charge $ 2.99 (double). They think they work at an airport with the prices they charge.

Came here because the Mcdonalds was no where to be found. I got hash browns and 3 piece french toast. I ended up getting 4 pieces. smelled like urine outside but that can’t be helped. service was great :)

I’d only come here when I want to be ironic and spend lots of money on mediocre food. The place smells like pee and with the $ 8 I pay for one of their meals I’m much better off getting a burrito at any of the fantastic burrito shops nearby.

It says it opens at 6am, but it never opens untill 6:05… Sometimes not untill 6:15!!!

It’s located at the 16^th Street mission Bart… right in the mecca of crackhead heaven… of course it’s only going to get one star… btw would you like some crack with your milkshake?

If you’re drunk and you know it, clap your hands?
And so I was. Which I then stumbled upon this Burger King and thought this would be the perfect solution to my sudden drunchies. Dude, even in my inebriated state could I realize how slow and grimey this place was. Nothing sobers you up better like realizing you’re hungry and you’re food still isn’t ready.

this place is dead forty every time I come here. and for a reason. unless you like soggy burgers, expensive prices for cheap food, disgusting bathrooms, and horrible service, do yourself a favor and eat at McDonald’s instead. It’s right across the street.

+1 star for the parking lot in the back.
+1 star for not having difficulty understanding my order and not being rude
+1 star for not having cold food

The final verdict is a solid one star after my interaction with their new employee on the register.
Most of them comprehend things somewhat well for the fast food industry… this guy made the transaction much more difficult than it ever should be.
Me: I want two double hamburgers… no cheese.
Him: Duhhhh… Burger?
He then proceeded to punch in hamburger… or well, press the colored «burger» button on his register, more like.
I then repeat to him… explaining that it is two DOUBLE hamburgers… then he keeps insisting that it is a bit over $ 3. I tell him that it has been 2 for $ 2.22 for a long time, and finally he gets that part right.
I ask for a regular chocolate shake and when I get a receipt it turns out I was charged for a large. I told him I wanted a regular and he responds «It only a few cents difference!»
Fuck that. This place should be shut down, or at least we should all avoid it. The fact that it exists is partially my fault… but it’s really gotten worse than it’s ever been.
Fuck these people. They have no respect for their customers, and they probably don’t wash their hands when they touch the meat without gloves.
FUCK THIS.

in this area, always order to go if you don’t want to see homeless and junkies eye banging your burger and fries

The food is great and customer service. I would rather eat to go than for there due to a lot of panhandlers disturbing the peace!

Yuck. I stopped in this place for a fast meal. The place was a mess. The cashier actually was sniffing through the trash and then attempted to make my drink before washing her hands and the fries were cold. Cold fries. They have been under the heat lamp for, like, an hour. How can they be cold? And I almost barfed when I went into the bathroom.

This is a substandard BK. I was in the mood for a good burger and thought about the last print ad I saw, which featured fresh green lettuce and a juicy tomato.
Got a Whopper Jr meal. The burger was gross. Tons of dressing, lettuce was shredded.
The upstairs dining area was cordoned off and the downstairs area seemed somewhat dirty and smelly. The smell almost made me throw up as I left.
Lots of panhandlers outside. This is right near the 16^th/​Mission BART station and bus stops. Skeevy crowd.
There’s a parking lot behind on Capp St. which appears to be for Walgreen’s customers only for 30 mins.
Ech!

You would like to think a Burger King is a Burger King, is a Burger King… NOT THE CASE! It took 5 minutes for the little darlin to get my order correct… Whopper no mayo… NO MAYO. Then 20 minutes for them to make the Whopper with NO MAYO. When I finally got my burger I had a feeling something was off… You guessed it, Loaded with Mayo. By this time i was so mad I gave the whopper to the guy asking for change in the door way but before I gave it to him I made sure he liked Mayo!

For the love of Pete, do not eat here.
When you want it your way, you’re better off at another location. I swung by to get a fast lunch: whopper Jr., XL fries, & value shake.
Fries were fine. The whopper Jr. and the vanilla shake was another story. Just plain disgusting. I knew straight off something wasn’t right when the manager handed me the shake. Even for the small cup, there should be some weight because it’s a shake. But when she gave it to me, the cup almost floated out of my hands.
I get home, about 3 blocks away. I open up my burger. This burger was smashed on one side and the bottom bun was oil soaked. YUCK! What was I to do but to eat it anyway because I was hungry and there wasn’t anything else to eat. It was not even warm and the tomato and whatever else in it was pretty aweful and pretty smashed too.
I was really looking forward to my milkshake. The cold, icy, thick goodness of sugar and ice-​cream or whatever milkshakes are made of. So the cup was missing something from the get-​go. I took my first sip… huh…I didn’t even have to try? The stuff just went right through the straw and in my mouth. I found the answer. There’s nothing but AIR. The economy had sunk BK’s level to a point that their milkshake was nothing but fluffed up air and milk. I opened up the cup and saw nothing but froth. Where the hell was the thickness of milkshake that caves the top of your head in because the straw is unable to suck in the milkshake??? There was nothing in my mouth but air bubbles. There’s no cold, there’s no ice, there’s no milkshake. It was gross and a waste of money.
I’m not by all means picky when it comes to fast food and I expect a certain level of quality. I think this is the last time I will go to this location.
So here’s my silver lining…
At least I did not get food poisoning.

It is official: My drunken antics have gotten WAY out of hand.
Let me set the scene: After many hours of drunkenly making out with people — some strangers, some good friends — gdIhopetherearen’tpictures, dropping glasses on the floors of bars & watching my friends get turned away from bars/​steal produce — I stumbled away from certain friends (one who has a floral name & the other who is British — that should narrow it down for you) in search of a bacon dog cart.
I didn’t find a bacon dog cart; but, I did find a BART station & decided that I was «too drunk» (!!!) to stay on the lam for the remainder of the evening, thusly deciding it was time to head home.
I ALSO discovered that the 16^th/​Mission Burger Whop (which is what we called BK when I was growing up) was still open. Given the lack of bacon dogs in my immediate vicinity I decided to traverse the lines of this establishment & get me sum drunk fud.
I successfully completed this task & wobblingly managed to navigate myself, my double bacon BBQ cheeseburger, fries & Coke onto a BART train where I plunked myself down on a seat.
I began to munch my fries & drink my soda innocently enough — then — THEN I heard loud, southern mid-​west, drunk dialects throwing insults… I was confused, because I was just sitting there minding my own business & honestly thought I was the only person on the BART train at the time.
I looked up from my fries & soda to be confronted with two overly sluttily dressed, made-​up, young, drunk, belligerent tourist girls a couple of rows in front of me.
I don’t remember quite what they were saying; but, I do remember thinking at the time «Wow I wonder what the person who they’re yelling at did to piss them off?»
I looked around to see if I could find the source of their bile — only to discover — they were yelling at ME!
Yes, it would be appropriate to insert a WTF?!? here, as I may be a lot of things; however, one known to invoke the drunk wrath of white trash girls on holiday (or the drunk wrath of ANYONE for that matter) isn’t one of them.
I’m the «AMG-​I-​love-​you-​so-​much, you’re-mah-new-best-friend» or sometimes the gets put to bed/​passes out/​apologizes like hell for nothing kind of drunk, not the belligerent violent kind…
I got off of BART at 24^th (which is my stop, proving that I was not so far gone that I wouldn’t have remembered baiting them into a reaction,) & they followed me up onto the street.
I don’t know exactly WHAT they said that made me lose my cool; but, at 24^th & Mission I turned to confront my tormentors:
«What the fuck, you stupid drunk bitches?» I asked, «Do you always pick on random people you meet on public transportation or is this a special event you save for when you go on vacation to visit cities you could never be cool enough to live in?»
They looked slightly stunned, one of them started approaching me, the other opened her mouth as if to issue a comeback… And, I…
Hurled my $ 7 bacon BBQ cheeseburger (yes, you read that right HURLED) at the approaching one, hitting her squarely in the face.
Squarely in the face.
I then dropped my Coke & ran like hell.
I did not stop until I reached my front porch*, where I doubled over in laughter — creating such a stir that one of my neighbors came out to ask what was going on & I had to tell him the story, causing him to double over in laughter, too.
While funny… it is clear… my drunken antics have gotten WAY out of hand.
*While laughing from my front porch I also managed to issue several VERY INAPPROPRIATE text messages to friends, ex-​boyfriends and I think to one of my brother’s work buddies. Eep. Sorry about that folks, my text trail was a shameful one to read on Saturday morning.

Fast food is the devil. Burger King is the devil. BUT, it’s open 24h, and that is very handy when on the way home after a long night of drinking when you just NEED some grease to ensure that you are hungover and sick the next day. I’ve never actually been inside, and plan on keeping it that way.

Flat out disgusting.

I went here today with my daughter because I had coupons from Entertainment book and I was in the area.
I can not believe that this place give me a lot of hassle just to use the coupons.
The cash register person, Victor, and the manager, Lei, really gave me hard time not to use 2 coupons even though I came with my daughter and it was 2 visits (I went out going somewhere then came back) which means 2 completely different transactions.
They were arguing: «We can allow coupon one person per visit.» which then I replied: «I went somewhere and came back here. Also, I came here with my daughter. There you go, count her as another person.»
They were still bullsh! t-​ing: «We can only allow one coupon per day.»
I questioned: «Where does it say one coupon per day?»
They were like squinting to the back of the coupon and really did not look happy (so did I) then finally said: «Ok, I let you use one more coupon.»
My good God, I have never had problem like this at other fast food place.
Then since the coupon says «Enjoy one complimentary CHICKEN SANDWICH when a second CHICKEN SANDWICH of equal or greater value is purchased», I ordered one Tendergrill chicken sandwich and one Spicy Tendercrisp chicken sandwich. I repeated two times.
Victor said he got it.
When I got my order, I got their regular chicken sandwiches and when I asked, he said the coupon is only valid for regular chicken sandwich.
Another bullsh! t. I was just tired of their attitudes and I left.
The coupon does not say it has to be regular, it can be any chicken sandwich because it does say «equal or greater» value.
They have several option under Chicken Sandwiches category.
Other things that are good to know: They do not accept Discover. I think they do accept other credit cards.
This place does not have any parking lot and it is really hard to find one considering this is in the mission area.