This story was first published on GrandEats! The morning had that gray Richmond wintery heaviness, not so much cold as thick, with a kind of almost-rain that just hangs, waiting, over the city. We moved with the pace of people chasing something warm, cutting through town a little too fast.

We had to eat through all the fries first. That’s just how it works when you’re at Five Star Chicken on San Pablo Avenue, where the old H. Salt Fish & Chips used to be, back when things were different and the corridor was quieter and nobody was

We’re back on the quest, napkins and appetites at the ready, systematically eating our way through Richmond’s burger landscape one patty at a time. This isn’t about chasing viral food trends or hunting down the most photogenic sandwich. It’s about finding the best damn hamburger in