Sunday, August 13, 2017

Dottie's True blue café

"Say it ain't so, Dottie... say it ain't so!"

Place: Dottie's True blue café

Location: 28 6th Street 
(on the corner of Stevenson Street)

Hours: open Thursday through Monday at 7:30am

Meal: Mascarpone Stuffed Cinnamon Pecan French Toast ~ pure maple syrup; and a cuppa (and 1-1/2 refillas) their house Coffee


Sacred bovines, Batman! In the space of the last two days, I have found out that two of my favourite breakfastary locations are either closing or changing hands. Yesterday I read on defacedbook that 
Cafe GoLo is closing (well, has already closed) their restaurant on Lombard Street. (Where will I go to get my pre-Super Bowl pastries now?! You can not keep expecting Tom Brady to win every Super Bowl without the extra-added mojo of Sweet Potato Tarts, ya know!) And this morning I saw the following signs in the front window at Dottie's True blue café (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, July 15th, 2017):

There might be some good gnus in both of these (possibly). Cafe GoLo may re-open in the space that they have been trying to open their new endeavour, Grits, (for the past four years now!); however, that remains to be seen and when. And even with a new ownership, Dottie's True blue café should (per Kurt, at least) retain the same name and menu (and Specials; I made sure to ask Kurt if they will still offer the Zucchini Cakes, and he assured me that they will). 

"We shall see.", said the deaf-mute-blind man.

Anyway, I sat in "Seat #1" once again. I was the second "group" in line (behind a family of four), so I pretty much was guaranteed that corner seat at the counter-top overlooking the kitchen. The guy sitting next to me (that would be "Seat #2") was from Sweden and told me that he will be studying at UC Berkeley (Go Bears!) for the next year. I forgot to ask him how to say "French Toast" in Swedish[1] (they probably put lingonberry butter on top of it instead of pure maple syrup, though). His English was perfect; he even asked for his eggs "sunny-side up", which is not a phrase I would expect them to learn in English 101 at Helsinki U[2].

I was pretty much set on ordering any version of French toast if it was available this weekend on their Specials board. Otherwise, I might have had to settle for the Zucchini Cakes once again. I liked this version of stuffed French toast; it was made with some kinda cinnamon-pecan bread, as best I could tell. Once again, this meal was deceptively more food than I first thought when it was placed in front of me. I just barely managed to finish (or swedish) the entire plate. I am glad that I did not get a side order of potatoes to go with the meal like I was planning on at first. I am also glad that I ordered a cuppa to go with breakfast this morning, because it really helped curb the latent sweetness of the dish. "But, Brian, you could have just skipped pouring any extra maple syrup on top, couldn't you?" Yeah, I "could have", but I "didn't"... so just mind yer own nose-wax!

As for condimentary supplements this morning, none were used, nor needed (other than the aforementioned maple syrup).

When one door closes, it does not necessarily mean an end. It just means that you need to get yourself another set of keys...

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Mascarpone Stuffed Cinnamon Pecan French Toast ~ 6.5


1. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day:

As best I can tell, the Swedes call "French Toast" ~ "fattiga riddare", which literally translates as "poor knight"; however, I do not know the origin of that nomenclature. Now I kinda wished that I had asked ol' Ole Olsen how to say "French toast" in Swedish.

2. "But, Brian, isn't Helsinki in Finland?!" 

Finland... Sweden... Switzerland... whatever...

Like it really makes a difference, it's all Scandinavian* to me, anyway...

*("But, Brian, Finland and Switzerland aren't really Scandinavian countries, are they?"

Just knock it off with all yer d*mn questions, already! This is a "Breakfast 'blog-thing", not no "Geometry 'blog-thing".)

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Beanstalk Cafe

Richmond (District) Coffeehouses ~ #35

"A little ditty 'bout Jack & the Beanstalk..." ♫ 

(No official-type web-site thing.)

Place: Beanstalk Cafe

Location: 4555 California Street (on the corner of 8th Avenue); phonicular contact: (415) 742-4101

Hours: (Inner Richmond location) open every day of the week at 7:00am 

Meal: Bush Street (Sandwich) ~ bacon or sausage (which I 86-ed on both accounts), eggs (scrambled, of the nookular-prepared variety), mayo, Cheddar cheese, lettuce, tomato, red onions, and arugula; and a cuppa Contraband Coffee Black Market Blend

(What's today's EweToobular juxtaselection all about, you ask? Well, it's a well-known fact that little Johnny Cougar[1] is a big fan of cragels.)

Welcome to the 'hood, Beanstalk Cafe

I made my very first visit to this newest addition (or edition [probably not audition, though]) to Richmond (District) Coffeehouses this morning for breakfast (and, of course, for Coffee). Beanstalk Cafe has been open only four weeks now at their new Inner Richmond location. They have an original downtown/Nob Hill/
Union Square coffeeshop on Bush Street (hence the name of this morning's particular breakfastary entry) that has been operating there for a few years now 
(late 2013 or so, I believe).

The new space is a vast improvement and a lot more spacious than was previously available when it was still the coffeehouse known as Village Market (see previous/last 'blog-entry from Sunday, November 15th, 2015) and had to compete with actual grocery shelves. 
Currently, there is seating of: four tables for two; three tables for four; one large table for six (possibly more); and two other very cool seating areas in the front of the coffeehouse (in the two front window alcoves): one with a comfy-looking sofa and some chairs, and the other has four large comfy-chairs (even if you didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition).

(I particularly liked this transom[2] to nowhere. It was directly over my head this morning. I asked the owner/manager-sorta guy-person, Collin[3], about it and he said that it was brand new and not a part of the original store. Way cool idea!)

I also really like that they are open at 7:00am (and every morning). I will never understand why so many coffeehouses/cafés do not open until 9:00am (or later). Isn't the whole point of a "Coffee"-joint to be able to provide the public with a good cuppa early in the morning before they get to work?!

There are only a few breakfast choices on their menu, but they do have another item called a Toast Cup that I would like to try one of these days. From pictures that I have seen on yelp*, etc., it looks pretty intriguing. The only way I can describe it is that it is a cup made out of some toast slices with an egg, bacon, and cheese in it.

This sandwich is normally served on an organic Acme rustic roll, but they were nice enough to substitute (and at no extra cost, I might add [or subtract, I suppose ~ with my 86-ation of the dead, decaying porcine products, they charged me $3.00 less for the sandwich, anyway; so the Coffee ended up basically being a freebie; don't worry, so that it would all work out in the wash, I made sure to leave a $3.00 tip for the baristo/counter-person guy (whose name I think was "Snow"[?], I only asked him just before I was leaving and can not be sure)])[4] this on a "cragel" (which is a portmanteau of "croissant" and "bagel") for me. (Hmmmm?! Maybe they will now make a new vegetarian sandwich entry on their menu and call it the "California Street"...) I really enjoyed the cragel (and just because I abhor the portmanteaued word "Brunch" [it's not so much the word that I dislike, it's the entire "Brunchified" attitude that I hate], does not mean that I am averse to all forms of portmanteauery) and highly-recommend it; not just as a sandwich basis, but also for the idea/conception of it all.

I was informed by Collin that they get all their bagels from House of Bagels™ and their baked goods/breads from the Acme Bread Company in an effort to keep everything locally produced and sourced (and seeing as House of Bagels™ is located just ten blocks or less away, that is a pretty d*rn local production and source, if you ask me).

I love when a coffeehouse serves a d*rn good cuppa (it is in their name, after all). And from previous experiences, I knew that Contraband Coffee was/is a d*rn good cuppa. I was told by the friendly and knowledgeable baristo/counter-person guy (Snow or not?) that this is sorta their Mocha-Javanese blend/roast. They usually offer two ready to go/already-brewed blends; this morning's other roast/blend was a Colombia roast/blend. They also offer the one cuppa/pour-over versions of both of these roasts/blends as well as an Ethiopia Yirgacheffe (which I think I had before at Contraband Coffee's own coffeehouse on Nob Hill and seemed to remember really liking). They have bags of all three types of Coffee for sale (which I will keep in mind for the next time I am outta Coffee ~ I am currently still working through four different bags in my refrigerator), too.

Beanstalk Cafe offers just Tapatío® Salsa Picante Hot Sauce and Huy Fong Foods, Inc.® Sriracha Hot Chili Sauce (Collin stated that this was his wife's hot sauce input) for condimentary supplementation. Not really knowing what to expect in the way of food, I only came prepared with a couple of my own hot sauces and used some Old St. Augustine Snake Bite Datil Pepper Sauce (Thanks, Greg & Cindy!) on one half of the sandwich only.

I am not quite sure when I might get back there again for breakfast, but I do hope to return for Coffee and/or lunch again sometime soon.

"Oh yeah, life goes on, 
long after the thrill of Coffee is gone... " ♫ 

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Bush Street ~ 6.4 (and I would give the cragel a 6.7 all on its ownsome);
Contraband Coffee Black Market Blend ~ 7.3


1. I have an old Greek import (well, seeing as I bought it in Greece when I was living there, it's not really an "import", but it was pressed there) album (as in vinyl) that has the artist's name printed as "Johnny Cougar - A Biography" on the cover. I kid you not.

2. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day:

The word for "transom" in Korean is "트랜 섬 창" ("teulaen seom chang")*. 

I only mention this because I think Collin is of Korean dissent himself. 

*(I wonder if all of that translates to "What is that?" in German.)

3. During the course of breakfast, I found time to bore stiff... er... discourse with Collin on several coffeehouse-related (and some not-related) topics. I grilled... er... asked him about why he went with the Coffee roastery choice that he did, etc. From past experiences, I knew Contraband Coffee to be a very good (and very locally produced/roasted) Coffee already. We also talked about hot sauces (of which I emphasized how great [and also local... well, Palo Alto-local] Palo Alto Firefighters Pepper Sauce is and that he should maybe look into getting some for the restaurants). And because they have a Beer & Wine license, I suggested they might want to carry some Founders Brewing Co. (which, while not really being San Francisco-local, is still a small-ish 'merican-local brewery... at least for now until they are eaten up by the likes of those bastages at AB InBev or Heineken N.V.).

Collin also informed me of a another good, local small roastery in the Sunset called Andytown Coffee Roasters. I may need to make a specific breakfastary trip there in the future.

4. I think I may have gotten all that obfuscatory paranthetical punctuation correct there, but possibly not.

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Gallardo's ~ Mexican Restaurant

"I love the smell of cilantro and corn tortillas in the morning... it smells like... desayuno mexicano."
~  Teniente Coronel Guillermo Kilgoré

(Still no official web-site.)

Place: Gallardo's ~ Mexican Restaurant

Location: 3248 18th Street 
(on the corner of Shotwell Street); 
phonicular contact: (415) 436-9387

Hours: open every day of the week at 7:00am

Meal: Huevos a la Mexicana ~ scrambled eggs with onions, tomatoes, & bell peppers; and a cuppa (and two refillas [well, seeing as I added mucha leche, these were probably closer to only 1-1/2 refillas]) Café a la Mexicana (this is where I actually add lots of cream or leche and two-to-three azúcares per cuppa [you know what they say: "When in Mexico City, do as the Romans do." ~ or something like that])

Sometimes you just feel like getting un típico desayuno mexicano[1] (even if Charlie surfs or doesn't). So, I made another return visit to Gallardo's ~ Mexican Restaurant (see last 'blog-entry from Monday, December 26th, 2016). This is such a nice little Mission-destination restaurant. I have only eaten there a few times now, but each and every meal has been very good.

When I do get back there again, there are still a few otras buenas ideas:

Huevos Rancheros ~ fries eggs on a tortilla topped with ranchera salsa & Monterey Jack;

Torta de Heuvo ~ scrambled eggs with onions, tomatoes, & bell pepper cooked in a crepe style;


Nopales Omelette ~  filled with melted cheese, onions, tomatoes, bell pepper, & cactus (which is what nopales is/are).

However, I don't think that I will ever be quite brave (I think the word in Spanish is "estúpido") enough to try the:
Banana Omelette ~ filled with melted cheese & banana (I can only assume [hope] that by "banana", they actually mean "plantain", which might make it a little more palatable, but even so...).

Okay, this may not be the prettiest of plates, but I ain't like those guys Bobby Flay or Alex Guarnaschelli[2]... I actually eat with my buccal cavity and not my optical organs. Beauty aside, this was a very decent and tasty scrambled-up mess. It maybe coulda used some fresh sliced jalapeños or serrano chillies in it, but that is just my preference. Gringo-wise, it was espicy enough once I added some of their homemade (restaurant-made, whatever) salsa into the mix.

They were a bit late in bringing out the fresh-made corn tortillas this morning (I was more than half-way done ~ I am not sure if that is an optimistic or pessimistic estimate, though ~ with the meal before they brought them out), and, because of esta tardanza, I feel it necessary to deduct 0.05 Glen Bacon Scale points. However, because there were actually four (¡Cuatro!) tortillas this morning in the warmer/holder-thing, and they were hot and fresh off the grill, I am adding 0.1 GBS points. Two tortillas are usually my limit, but I forced myself to eat three; no way was I gonna waste the good stuff.

As for condimentary supplementation, I simply used about four or five spoonfuls of their own homemade (restaurante-made, lo que sea) salsa muy sabrosa all over the scramble-mess. I did not even think about bringing any of my own hot sauces with me this morning. Who the h*ck brings their own Brown Ale to Newcastle upon Tyne?

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Huevos a la Mexicana ~ 6.45


1. Well, seeing as I have never really had breakfast in Mexico (the very few times that I was actually ever in Mexico was for afternoon or evening sojourns into Border-town Boys-towns), I have no real experience upon which to base this.

2. On the food network, they always seem to preach: "You eat first with your eyes..." 

Say wha'?! 

Well, if that is the case, I feel very sorry for Stevie Wonder and Andrea Bocelli then.

I tell ya, I did try to eat with my eyes once before, but after poking myself several times with my four-pronged eating utensil, I decided I'd stick with the standard method of forcing food down me gullet instead.

Sunday, July 30, 2017

the Grind Cafe

"You can fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, but you cannot fool all the people all the time." ~ (apocryphally attributed to) Abraham Lincoln

"Wanna bet?!" ~ (apocryphally attributed to) Donald Trump (but more than likely he just apocryphally plagiarized it from a speech of Hillary Clinton's)

Place: the Grind Cafe

Location: 783 Haight Street (near the corner of Scott Street)

Hours: open 7:00am every day of the week (wellll... supposably)

Meal: Acropolis (Omelet) ~ artichoke, tomato, olives, spinach, & Feta, served with hash browns (noted as two words, but at least it is in the plural) or home fries & choice of toast; and a 12 oz cuppa 
the Grind House Blend

(Today's EweToobular juxtaselection? Who isn't aware that both Pete Townshend and Roger Daltrey are big Feta fans, too?)

Thankfully, the Grind Cafe (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, May 14th, 2016) was open for business this morning when I did an exploratory drive-by (a little after 7:15am) before committing to finding a nearby parking spot. Even so, I had another back-up plan all ready to back-up this restaurant just in case they were not open early in the morning again. ("Fool me once... ")

I was glad that they were actually open this morning so that I will try to make more return trips in the future. ("Fool me twice... ") There are still a few other good ideas that I want to check out:

Lower Haight (Omelet) ~ chicken apple sausage, spinach, sun-dried tomato & Feta (if they would substitute the grinded-up poultry stuff with their vegetarian sausage patty);

Scott Street (Omelet) ~ avocado, spinach, bacon, onion & Cheddar (without the bacon, of course);

Garden Scram (Scrambler; hence the "Garden" moniker) ~ spinach, peppers, mushroom, tomato, onion & Cheddar;


Hash Brown Hill ~ a mound of home fries or hash browns covered with melted Cheddar & topped with sour cream, black olives, avocado & green onion (Next time? Plus, I would probably have them add an egg or two on top of the Hill).

Strange Amazing Gracie Interlude of the Day

The next customer behind me in line was a blind man with his seeing-eye dog (a very happy and friendly Black Lab). After I had ordered and left the front counter, I overheard him say to the barista/counter-guy: "I haven't seen you for a while... well, I have never really seen you, but you know what I mean." Later, as the blind guy was leaving, the barista/counter-guy says to him: "It was nice to see you again!"

(I hope none of my blind friend's will read this and take offense.)

"But, Brian, didn't you just have a Greek-style omelette yesterday morning for breakfast?!"

First off, mind yer own beeswax!
Secondly, I purposefully went with this omelette to do a comparison with yesterday's meal!!
And, lastly, but definitely not leastly, it's Feta, dammit!!!

While there was not nearly as much Feta as yesterday's omelette (but that was pretty much an anomaly anywhere), this was still a very good omelette. My one complaint would be that it was made with those plain ol' sliced black olives of the canned variety (but most places do this, too, anyway).

I went with homefries and sourdough (or home fries and sour dough) as my side choices. I love when a place gives you a choice of potato sides. And these homefries were really very good once again ~ made with (white) onions and red and green bell peppers throughout.

Not that most coffeehouses don't have good Coffee (it is right in their name, after all, but there are still some places that could use better roasts or blends), but the Grind Cafe really does offer a very good cuppa, too. I asked the barista/counter-guy who does the roasting for them, but I only remembered that it was from a local roastery in Berkeley. If I didn't already have four different types of Coffee in my refrigerator, I probably mighta picked me up a bag to bring home, too.

the Grind Cafe has Tabasco® Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) and Tapatío® Salsa Picante Hot Sauce on the tables for use as condimentary supplements. I used some of my own Pepper Palace Chocolate Habanero Hot Sauce (Thanks, Cindy & that other person!) on the potatoes and some Fan The Flames Sriracha Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mom!) on the omelette.

the Wild Parrots of San Francisco Interlude

Just as I was entering the coffeehouse, I heard and then looked up and saw a mini-pandemonium of four of the colourful chatter-birds flying southward over Haight Street (probably heading to the Mission for their own  breakfast).

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Acropolis (Omelet) ~ 6.4;
the Grind House Blend~ 7.2

Saturday, July 29, 2017

Seal Rock Inn Restaurant

You know what ol' Robbie Burns once said: 
"The best plaid lands of mites and hens often go to Rye." 
(Well, ol' Robbie said it in Scotlandese and no one can ever understand what those people are saying, anyway.)

(This is their "official" web-site; however, it is basically useless. It does not list their breakfast [and especially] nor their International Omelettes menu items.)

Place: Seal Rock Inn Restaurant

Location: 545 Point Lobos Avenue (on the corner of 48th Avenue)

Hours: open at 6:00am every day of the year

Meal: Greek Omelette No. 2 ~ Feta cheese with fresh spinach, served with hash brown [ sic ~ printed as two words and in the singularity], toast (I went with the sourdough [or should that be "sour doughs"?] variety) and jelly; and a cuppa (and 1-1/2 refillas) their house Coffee

I was originally planning on revisiting the Grind Cafe (in the Lower Haight). They are supposed to open at 7:00am on the weekends. However, I arrived there about 7:10am and they still had their rolling gate down and locked for the morning. I figured that maybe they were just running a little late (there were no signs of activity inside, though). So, I decided to walk up and down Haight Street for about twenty minutes. (Unfortunately, absolutely nothing else is open that early on Saturday in the Lower Haight, so my options were definitively limited.) I came back to the storefront around 7:30am and there were still no signs of an imminent opening or any signs of life, so I just bagged it and headed back home to the Richmond.

Luckily, I had a viable (and very executable) back-up plan. I just drove over to Seal Rock Inn Restaurant (see last 'blog-entry from Friday, April 18th, 2014), which I was planning on heading back to tomorrow, anyway. As this restaurant is located directly down the street from me (about fifteen blocks or so), I figured I was going to be heading back this-a-way, any-a-way. I really can't believe that it has been three years since my last visit. Seal Rock Inn Restaurant has one of the best selections of omelettes in town (well, that is, if you don't include their French Omelette [assorted fruits with strawberries (seasonal), sour cream ~ this is supposed to be an "omelette"?!], Swedish Omelette [low fat cottage cheese & assorted fruit ~ contrary to popular belief, this does not include any soft and chewy fish-shaped candies, though], or Sunrise Omelette [don't even ask! ~ I tried it once on a self-imposed dare, but never again]).

Even though I had arrived there around 8:00am, I still had the entire front (covered/enclosed) patio area all to myself for the better part of twenty minutes. Before I had finished eating, another three groups of people later came in to join me.


I have always liked this omelette, but today's entry made me even more of a maven. The omelette came this morning with lots and lots (and I mean LOTS) of spinach and Feta. I am not exaggerating any here; it probably included at least a half-pound of Feta ~ and we're not talking just any crummy crumblies here, I mean, there were HUGE chunks of Feta stuffed inside! 

"But, gee, Brian, isn't that a bit of Feta-overkill?" 

Puh-lease! The only way it would be an "overkill of Feta" is if it actually killed me... and, even then, I would gladly succumb to that pleasurable form of Death. ("San Francisco man overdoses on Feta. Donald Trump is thinking of legislating [tweeting, whatever] a complete ban on all Greek imports.") I probably ingested my RDA[1] of Iron and Vitamin F(eta) for an entire week.

For condimentary supplementation, Seal Rock Inn Restaurant offers both Tabasco® Brand Hot Sauce (Original Red Sauce) and Cholula® Hot Sauce Original. I used some (I think I went a little heavy-handed on this one, though) of my own Pepper Palace Gator Bite Hot Sauce (Thanks, Greg & Cindy!) on the potatoes (or seeing as it is read as "hash brown", maybe I shoulda just written "potato") and just a little Dat'l Do-it® Spicy Jalapeno Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mom!) on the omelette (I figured [correctly] that the green [jalapeño] on green [spinach] would be a nice envious juxtaselection). 

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Greek Omelette No. 2 ~ 6.8 
(I normally would give this a 6.6, but due to the complete preponderance of Feta, I added another 0.2 Glen Bacon Scale points)


1. By which, of course, I meant "Recommended Dietary Allowance". However, with the amount of Iron in the meal, I suppose it may also refer to "Redland railway station".

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Butter Love Bakeshop

Richmond (District) Coffeehouses
Part 25b

When life hands you Marathons... make (or just buy some) lemon tarts!

Place: Butter Love Bakeshop

Location: 3717 Balboa Street 
(between 38th and 39th Avenues)

Hours: open Tuesday-Friday at 7:30am, Saturday-Sunday at 8:00am

Meal: a slice of Cheddar-Jalapeño Quiche; a Sun-Dried Tomato & Ricotta(???) Galette; a large chunka Nectarine Bread Pudding; and a large cuppa 
Mr. Espresso® Organic Seven Bridges Blend 
("There are seven bridges that keep the people of the Bay Area connected, and the Seven Bridges Blend pays homage to the diversity of people and tastes in the San Francisco Bay Area." Well, technically, there are eight bridges in the Bay Area; most people forget about the Antioch Bridge. Or, perhaps, Mr. Espresso® doesn't count that big brick red one heading to Marin as an "organic" bridge.)

(I know what your're thinking: "Hey, Brian, just what the h*ck is today's EweToobular juxtaselection?" I bet you were not aware that ol' Satchelmouth himself invented the New Orleans Marathon; he was also a big fan of galettes ~ savoury or sweet.)

I really shouldn't need an excuse to get back to 
Butter Love Bakeshop (see previous 'blog-entry from Sunday, March 13th, 2016), but(ter) the San Francisco Marathon was back in town, cutting the city in half, and basically making me an involuntary hostage (as opposed to any of those "voluntary" types of hostages in Stockholm) in my own neighborhood. So, rather than try to deal with any stop-and-go (more stop-and-wait than go, really) traffic to get anyplace else, I figured I could just walk the eight blocks over to this bakery-joint and stay very local.

I sat outside in the backyard patio area (and I was the only idiot to do so this morning; the fog was still pretty thick and had not burned off yet and everything was kinda dewy and wet). I sat at the only table that was still dry, as this table was under a covered area right by the back door. There were four to five other tables of varying sizes that could seat from two to six people, though.

One of the hardest problems was deciding on exactly which savoury and/or sweet baked-goods items to go with ~ there were just too many good choices. I almost went all savoury and was thinking about also getting their savoury bread pudding item this morning (which I have completely forgotten already what it included; I just remember that it was vegetarian-[but probably not Vegan-]friendly). I do remember that the sweet galette choice was a strawberry one (it looked very good) and almost went with that over the savoury galette.

I put the "(???)" after the "Ricotta" in the galette name above because I could not remember what was in it and forgot what the front counter lady-person had told me it included (and, yes, I could have asked again on my way out, but didn't want to seem like too much of a geek[1]). Needless to say, I enjoyed all three of my pastry/baked-goods items this morning. I really have to say that I liked the Nectarine Bread Pudding the best of the three; I kinda figured that I would, and that was one of the reasons I chose it over the savoury bread pudding.

Once again, I really didn't bother to ask what Butter Love Bakeshop had for condimentary supplements. I actually brought a few of my own bottles of hot sauce and used just a little Dat'l Do-it® Zesty Chipotle Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mom!) as a complementary pick-me-up on the quiche.

I am sure that both Uncle Albert and Fleet Admiral "Bull" Halsey would be mighty proud of this place...

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Quiche ~ 6.6;
Galette ~ 6.8;
Bread Pudding ~ 6.9


1. Stupid, useless cunning linguist (mostly etymological) pointer of the day:

(Note: Copied directly from our friendly friends at WikipediA, so take this explanation for the paper that it is written on.)

The word comes from English dialect geek or geck (meaning a "fool" or "freak"; from Middle Low German Geck). "Geck" is a standard term in modern German and means "fool" or "fop". The root also survives in the Dutch and Afrikaans adjective gek ("crazy"), as well as some German dialects, and in the Alsatian word Gickeleshut ("jester's hat"; used during carnival). In 18th century Austria, Gecken were freaks on display in some circuses. In 19th century North America, the term geek referred to a performer in a geek show in a circus, traveling carnival or travelling funfair sideshows (see also freak show).

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Jane (on Fillmore)

"Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly;
Man got to sit and wonder 'Why, why, why?'
Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land;
Man got to tell himself he understand.” 
― Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Cat's Cradle

Place: Jane

Location: 2123 Fillmore Street 
(between California and Sacramento Streets)

Hours: open daily from 7:00am 

Meal: the Green Queen ~ arugula, quinoa, cauliflower, asparagus, snap peas(???), mint, soft (as in "boiled", which was not specified on the menu, but that was what it was) egg, sorrel vinaigrette (and, thankfully, none of that d*mn "the vile weed" junk); a Vegan GF[1] blackberry muffin (to start and to end the meal... I ate a little before the salad arrived and had the rest for afters); and a cuppa their own house blend (café blend, whatever) Bread & Butter

(The EweToobular juxtaselections here? Much like myself, Maria McKee, Lou Reed, and Freddie Mercury really like[d] asparagus and completely despise[d] those odious parklets and "the vile weed".)

My original plan of attack for breakfast this morning (if one is like myself and pre-plans to attack an innocent breakfast) was to go to a brand new(-ish) bakery called b. patisserie. However, in doing a reconnaissance run on Friday afternoon, I noticed that there was one of those odious parklets directly in front of the establishment. I can only assume the responsible party for that particular parking obstruction was the bakery itself as it was set directly in front of the building and not in front of (or overlapping) any of the neighboring commercial businesses. No biggie, it was only a(n overtly upscale) bakery-joint for the most part and didn't really look like it had any specific breakfastary items from which to choose. (Sorry, Maggie Boofé, looks like I won't be able to give you a report on this place.) Because of which, I decided to head back to Jane (see previous 'blog-entry from Sunday, February 19th, 2017), only this time to their original location on Fillmore Street. Now, don't get me wrong, Jane is also a(n overtly upscale) bakery-joint, but at least they don't support any of those odious parklet things.

"Jane opened on Fillmore in February 2011 with the mission of serving top quality Coffee, breakfast and lunch." 
(quoted directly from their web-site)

I have eaten lunch a few times at this restaurant/café, but this was my first early morning visit to this location. I arrived there a little after 7:00am and it was not too busy, but about a half-hour later, there was already a line out the door (there are only a couple of other coffeehouses open in the immediate vicinity that early, and none of those has anywhere near as good a breakfastary menu). (Note: that "other [overtly upscale] bakery-joint and odious parklet-supporter"  doesn't even open until 8:00am every day.) Like a lot of other coffeehouses/cafés in town, you first order at the front counter/cash register, get a number, and then they bring the food to you when it is ready (any sooner and it would not be ready, of course).

(I am not quite sure what the significance is of Mr. Buff A. Lowe [or possibly Ms. Buffy A. Lowe] on a coffeehouse/bakery back wall, but it was there.)

This location may have just a few more seats than their location on Larkin Street. Size-wise (or "size-wize"), they seem about the same. However, this Fillmore Street location also has an upper level (where I sat this morning). Seating: (lower level) twelve tables for two and seven stools at a counter-bar area; (upper level) six tables for two and six stools at the upper counter-bar directly overlooking Mr. Buff A. Lowe above. (Don't think that I didn't think about trying to get a shot of him wearing one of my baseball caps. I did, but I was just worried that I might not be able to get it back off his head after doing so.)

(Those d*mn yahoos and their graffito[2] artwork! Even inside and upstairs is not safe any more!)

There are still several other good ideas (let's see that "other [overtly upscale] bakery-joint and odious parklet-supporter" do that) on their menu (but I had pretty much decided on going with the choice that I did if salads were available that early in the morning for breakfast):

Avocado Mash ~ avocado, cracked black pepper, soft boiled egg, pickled shallot and jalapeño on house (café, whatever) sourdough;

Spicy Baked Eggs ~ two eggs, spicy tomato and black bean stew, Cheddar, cilantro, olive toast (this was going to be my back-up plan if they didn't do salads that early; from the description on the menu, I can only assume that this was a dish à la Shakshouka; I asked the barista-person lady who took my order and she said that I was the second person to mention "Shakshouka" to her, but she did not know what that was);

Breakfast Frisee Salad ~ frisee, arugula, chive, lardons (not sure if these are Vegan Girlfriendly or not), radish, rainbow carrot, soft boiled egg, shallot 
vinaigrette, toasted baguette;

Raw Sprouted Black Rice Porridge ~ almond and coconut milk, chia seeds, coconut crunch, goji berries, fresh kiwi (served warm upon request) (??? I have absolutely no idea what all this might be, but I would give 'er a go at least once);

Walnut & Fig Bread (on the Toast section of the menu) ~ fresh jersey ricotta, honey and hazelnuts;

Warm Quinoa Bowl ~ quinoa, roasted brussel [ sic ] sprouts, sweet potatoes, kale (Brussels sprouts AND kale?! This will be another dish that I have to get back and try; if they can add a soft [boiled] egg on top, it would be perfectly breakfastary, too);


Jane's Dragonfruit Smoothie Bowl ~ dragonfruit, pineapple, banana, ginger, coconut water, blueberries, raspberries, hemp seeds, flax seeds, cocoa nibs, goji, mulberries (this sounded very good, too, if I was in more of a sweet ~ or smoothie ~ mood).

The Vegan Girlfriend blackberry muffin wasn't all that bad. It seemed a bit on the dry side to me, but that is to be expected without any momma bovine products in it. I just made sure to enjoy it with alternating sips of the very good cuppa Coffee.

"Salad for 'breakfast', Brian?" Hey, it had an egg on top... besides... asparagus (and lots of it). Asparagus has to be one of my favourite of the cladode-type vegetables. I really didn't notice many (any?) snap peas in it, though. Some fresh, sliced jalapeños might also have gone nicely in this salad (and keeping with the whole "green-theme", too). While this salad may not have been as "Killer" as "gunpowder" and/or "gelatine", it was almost as tasty as "Moët et Chandon in a pretty cabinet". Plus, this salad was also "GF" (and could easily have been made "Vegan Girlfriend" if you had them omit the poultry ova on top).

I didn't really bother to ask what Jane might have had to offer in the way of condimentary supplementation. It didn't matter, anyhow. I had brought some of my own hot sauces with me, but by checking their menu ahead of time, I didn't figure that I would need much extra flavouring. I did end up using just a little of my own Golden Pagoda Jalapeño Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mom!) on the salad, but I mainly did that to keep with the whole "green-theme".

Strange Coffee Interlude

"At the heart of Jane, there is great Coffee." 
(again, quoted directly from their web-site)

Because I am such a Nose E. Parker, I made sure to ask one of the barista-person guys where they get their Coffee. I couldn't believe that a small (but with three locations now), local coffeehouse would roast their own Coffee for use and for sale. However, I was informed that they in fact do just that. They roast all of their own Coffee in small batches at the Archery over in the Mission.

"See Jane roast. Roast Jane, roast." 
(Way to go, Jane, go!)

I liked this Coffee so much, that I bought a pounda it[3] (after I had finished eating and while I was on my way out) to take home for my own use later on. When you buy a pounda their Coffee, they offer a free cuppa with it, too. (I really didn't need another cuppa, but there was no way I was gonna turn down a free cuppa very good Coffee; so, I got it to-go and drank it on the drive back home.) This was an actual 16 oz pound bagga, too. It is a bit pricey at $20.00, but many places charge about $12.00-$16.00 for a 12 oz bagga, anyway. So, I figured this would equate to (less the $3.00 that I didn't have to pay for the second "free" cuppa) $12.75 per 12 oz bagga, which isn't really that bad.

They incorporate three different kinds of beans (Oaxaca, Mexico; Jinotega, Nicaragua; and Sumatra, Indonesia) in the blend; and, surprisingly enough, this really works out to be a very nice blend in all.

"Nuanced and comforting. Rich and robust with a subtle sweetness, our signature house blend is delicious no matter how you drink it."
(once again, quoted directly from their web-site)

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
the Green Queen ~ 6.8;
Vegan Girlfriend blackberry muffin ~ 6.6;
Bread & Butter ~ 7.2 
(which I can only hope translates to 6.9-7.0 when I make some myself at home) 


1. I had to ask to make sure this abbreviation didn't mean that it was a "Vegan's GirlFriend's" muffin... not that there is anything wrong with that.

2. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day:

"Graffiti" (and its less-used singular form "graffito") comes from the Italian word "graffiato", meaning "scratched". The word originates from the Greek "γράφειν" ("graphein"), meaning "to write".

3. Don't worry, I have finally gotten to the bottom of most of the Christmas Coffee that I had received. I still have three different types of Coffee in my refrigerator, but two of those are almost finished and the third is only from a recent birthday gift.