Burma Superstar: The Powerful Taste of Burma in San Francisco
After biking the Golden Gate Bridge, my friend Sara and I were obviously famished. She shared my absolute need of food to prevent extreme crabbiness, as well as my love of strange spices. When she hopped on her Yelp and saw that Burma Superstar was nearby, she asked me if I liked Burmese food.
What is this strange cuisine you speak of?
I’ll be real with you, guys, I had never had Burmese food in my life. I had, of course, heard of Burma, but I couldn’t for the life of me conjure any images of what this restaurant might serve.
Eclectic collection of tastiness
Burma is bordered by China, Laos, and Thailand, so all of those countries influence their cuisine, but Burma adds their own twist with plenty of spices and seasonings. here’s a few choice items offered on their menu:
Burmese Samusas
(Chicken or vegetarian)
Burmese raviolis handwrapped and filled with curry spices, potatoes, deep fried, and served with house special sauce.
Curry ravioli?! Yes, please!
Tea Leaf Salad
Apparently, the tea for this salad is actually from Burma. The salad includes many things, including fried garlic and peanuts.
Sara and I shared this massive salad, and it was definitely unlike any salad I had ever eaten before, and very tasty indeed.
Citrus Chicken with Roasted Peanuts
Wok roasted chicken over a bed of fresh watercrest, with a peanut-dried shrimp sauce, topped with roasted peanuts.
Everything I ate was incredibly tasty, right down to the ginger lemonade and Thai Iced Tea we were sipping on throughout the meal.
Just one little problem
This has nothing to do with the taste of the food, but there was one rather annoying issue with Burma Superstar. Powerful spices and seasonings come with a potent smell. Sara and I were seated directly in front of the kitchen. During our meal, this was not a problem at all, minus the fact that it made us that much hungrier. However, when we left, we could not deny a simple fact:
We smelled. I mean we really seriously reeked
We didn’t really realize it until we got off our bikes and at the museum. We kept sniffing around, trying to figure out what the hell that weird smell was; and then we realized – it was us It was so embedded in our clothing that when we got home we had to throw everything right down to our underwear into the washing machine. That scent really clung to our clothing for dear life!
Just get a seat away from the kitchen
The food was incredible, and I didn’t regret going. However, unless you are going straight home to shower and wash your clothes – request a seat far away from the kitchen!