La Trappe - Page 2

Anything but monkish, the North Beach hotspot bulges with Belgian food and beers — and young fans in the basement


In a city of bad burgers, La Trappe's ($11) is exceptional. The menu card announces that the beef is grass-fed and organic, from Marin Sun Farms, and usually I would interpret these proclamations of virtue as a warning that the burger will turn out to be dry and tasteless. But not here. If you order it medium-rare, you'll get it that way, with a well-seared crust around a succulent, rosy core. Add a slice of Gouda on top ($1.50) and have the brioche bun, and you might be holding the best burger in town, certainly one of them. The fries are probably superfluous, since you've almost certainly had a coneful or two as a starting nibble, but they're also irresistible.

The dessert menu contains at least one item of genuine interest, a parfait ($6) layered with strawberries, whipped cream, and pulverized Belgian biscuits our server likened to ginger snaps. You even get a whole biscuit so you can see what it looks like in its pre-pulverized form. By order of St. Benedict?


Dinner: Tues.–Sat., 6–11 p.m.

800 Greenwich, SF

(425) 440-8727

Beer and wine


Deafening downstairs

Tricky wheelchair access


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