Beansie’s Bus — Restaurant in Burlington

💛Beansie’s Bus –🚍 Burlington’s Rolling Legend!

I’ve been pulling up to this glorious yellow bus for over 20 years now, and let me tell you—Beansie’s isn’t just a food stop, it’s a full-on Burlington rite of passage.

First off, if you haven’t had their Special Fries, 🍟I need you to reevaluate your entire life. Golden, cut perfection, drowning in a magical medley of oil, salt, and joy. It’s basically a Vermont poutine made by someone who once shook hands with Elvis and then blessed a fryer.

And the burgers?🍔 Oh, friend. These aren’t your fancy gastropub “stacked with microgreens and existential crisis” burgers. Nope. These are honest, delicious, perfectly greasy burgers that taste like childhood summers, skipping stones, and that one time you almost bought a canoe. They wrap ‘em up like little greasy gifts, and every bite tastes like freedom.

Service? Top notch. The folks working the window are faster than a Bernie meme in January and friendlier than your Aunt Barb after two mimosas. You’ll hear a few “hons,” “sweeties,” and maybe even get a wink if you order like a local (hint: say “extra sauce” with confidence).

Now, yes—the prices have crept up a bit over the years. You won’t get change back from a $5 like it’s 1999 anymore. But let’s be real: this is a local legend on four wheels with no air conditioning, slinging burgers and fries in 90-degree heat with a line that rivals the DMV on free coffee day. You’re not just paying for food—you’re paying for history, for ambiance, and for not cooking during July in Vermont. Worth. Every. Penny.

Oh, and Creamees? 🍦 Listen, if you haven’t had a creamee here on a sticky summer day with your kids’ faces covered in chocolate like adorable raccoons, did you even summer? I’d rank their maple creamee up there with swimming in Lake Champlain, sneaking in a Phish show, and finding parking downtown as the top 4 Burlington miracles.

So yeah—bring your kids, bring your friends, bring your inner child who remembers when a burger, fries, and a creamee were the holy trinity of happiness. Beansie’s Bus is a rolling nostalgia machine that tastes like love, summer, and a little bit of ketchup.

Pro tip: Sit on the grass, kick off your shoes, and let the seagulls judge you for licking cheese off your fingers. They’re just jealous.

Beansie’s, I’ll see you next summer. And the one after that. And the one after that, until you pry the special fries from my sauce-stained...

I’ve been going to the yellow bus since I was three years old and it is just as I remember it.

I lived on Park street when I first moved to America. I used to play on the swings for hours then my grandfather would buy me a small ice cream. It became a daily treat. What I didn’t understand was that my grandfather saved His change throughout the week to save up for my ice creams. The staff nicknamed me “The Penny Kid,” by the end of the summer.

Revisiting Beansie’s as an adult is nostalgic. The staff feels like a family with new faces. The burgers are classic American slider style while the French fries have a classically salty taste. The fries aren’t crispy but that brown soft fry that pairs perfectly with a few sprays of vinegar.

Popsicles, canned soda, and hot dogs are all perfect additions to your day at Battery Park. Beansie’s has allowed us to enjoy days, evenings, and sunsets...

I ordered 3 Michigan dogs and 2 dogs with just mustard. This was very hard for the girl to understand. She kept saying 3 Michigan dogs, 2 with mustard. It literally took 5 times to explain. I said " 2 dogs with JUST mustard and 3 Michigan dogs. The other girl in the back was even watching the convo. Finally she said she got it and that I was saying it wrong. No problem. Got the food. It was all bagged up and tied up. Wanted to eat there but had to leave cause they were emptying the Porta potty and it wasn't pleasant, no problem. Drove down the street and parked to eat. Open it up and 3 total hot dogs. 3 Michigan dogs, 2 with mustard. WHAT?!?!??!?!? Buns were stale and barely any meat on the dog. Fries were...