I’m the kind of traveler who lets my stomach decide the next turn, and Idaho’s drive‑in burger joints have become my unofficial road‑map.
I still remember pulling into a dusty lot beside a crystal‑clear creek, the scent of sizzling beef drifting across the fields, and the warm grin of a cook who’d been flipping patties the same way for decades.
Since that first bite, I’ve chased thirteen more of these hidden grills-each tucked into a different corner of the Gem State, each promising a juicy burger and a view you can’t get at a typical highway stop…