Sunday, December 10, 2017

Pat's Cafe

Place: Pat's ~ Cafe

Location: 2230 Taylor Street (between Chestnut and Francisco Streets, just off Columbus Avenue and "up the road" a block from the San Francisco Municipal Railway Powell-Mason Cable Car Turntable)

Hours: open at 7:30am every day of the week (for what they call breakfast during the week, but feel the need to call it "Brunch" on the weekends)

Meal: Chilaquiles 'merican Style ~ scrambled eggs, Cheddar[1] (and unlike yesterday's faux fromage, this was très authentique), tomatoes, ham (sin jamón for this 'mericano-gringo, though), spinach, tortilla chips, jalapeños, tomatillo sauce, served with home fries; and a cuppa (and one refilla) 
Mr. Espresso® French Roast

(To paraphrase Warren when Dave Letterman asked him about Life and Death:  "... know how much you're supposed to enjoy every breakfast."

I will let you determine today's EweToobular juxtaselection on your own.)

I always like heading back to Pat's ~ Cafe (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, August 28th, 2016) around Christmastime. With both a good breakfast (and "Brunch") menu from which to choose and well-executed dishes, this little place (located half-way between Fisherman's Wharf and North Beach) is definitely Breakfastary Starting Rotation-worthy if ever needed.

There are still more good ideas that I will need to check out ("... out which I will need to check..."? Nah!) one of these days:

California Omelet ~ avocado, Cheddar cheese, mushrooms, onions, Aidell's fresh chicken apple sausage (which this Californian would 86, of course);

"Veggie" (uggh!) Omelet ~ tomato, spinach, "the vile weed", asparagus, fresh basil, Feta (Feta and asparagus?! Those easily trump "the vile weed", Donald);

California Crepe[ sic; much like they do not have the tilded "ñ" in "jalapeños" on their menu, they also do not use the little hat-thingy on "crêpe"; there are never any Glen Bacon Scale points deducted for lack of use of any foreign accent marks] ~ avocado, mushrooms, Cheddar, onions, chicken apple sausage (again, 86-time);

or (the extremely strangely-named)

Cock-a-Leekie[2] Omelet ~ sautéed leeks, spinach, and Feta (I am not sure if this dish can be made vegetarian-friendly or not; I will have to ask before ordering that one).

This was nacho typical Chilaquiles!

This was a much different take on the standard Chilaquiles[3] than I am used to. This was served as a mess o' scrambled eggs (with the other ingredients listed) on top of a pile of tortilla chips (hence the silly "nacho"-referenced subtitle above). Most times that I have had this dish, the corn tortilla chips are sautéed first then incorporated into the whole scrambled mess. Also, they use a (green) salsa tomatillo; whereas, most places use some kind of a salsa roja. It was still all very tasty, anyway.

The only bottles of condimentary supplement that I saw available were Tabasco® Brand Pepper Sauce 
(Original Red Sauce) and Tapatío® Salsa Picante 
Hot Sauce. I used some of my own Palo Alto 
Fire Fighters XXX Ghost Pepper Sauce on the homefries. I (correctly) left the Chilaquiles unfettered with just their tomatillo salsa on it.

the Wild Parrots of San Francisco Interlude

I had parked just around the corner on Chestnut Street and on my way over to the restaurant I heard several of the noisy, bird-brains; however, looking up, I could not see any of them around. They either were roosting in some of the trees in the surrounding hills or flying overhead too high up for me to see.

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Chilaquiles 'merican Style ~ 6.8;
the Wild Parrots of San Francisco ~ 8.5


1. Well, I'm afraid there is not much call for Ilchester® around these parts, Mr. Wensleydale.

2. Say whaaaa', Scotty?!

3. Much like the Italiano dessert Tiramisù can differ from family recipe to family recipe, Chilaquiles can be made differently, too. I have had probably ten variations of it over the years. My touchstone is still the first version that I ever had at Chava's over twenty-five years ago now.

Saturday, December 9, 2017


(No official web-site.)

Place: homeskillet

Location: 1001 Market Street (on the corner of 6th Street); phonicular contact: (415) 552-5509

Hours: open at 7:30am every day of the week (well, give or take a few minutes after 7:30am)

Meal: Veggie (uggh!) Cheese (well, not really-Cheese) Scrambled ~ bell peppers, mushrooms, onions, spinach, Jack & Cheddar (not!) shredded cheese, served with choice of hashbrowns, spring mix salad, 
& choice of toast; and a small (12 oz) cuppa 
Dillanos Coffee Roasters Special Dark (which was superfluously labeled as a "Dark Roast" on the Coffee canister/decanter-thing on the front counter)

I went back to homeskillet (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, August 27th, 2016) for breakfast this morning. It is always nice to have another option for anyone tiring of waiting in Dottie's True blue café's long lines, which is just a half-block down the street ~ which, in this case, happens to be 6th Street (of course, I would always opt for the long line-waiting at Dottie's True blue café myself).

I am not sure if there are new owners at this place now. The menus have been changed a bit (stylized/altered: they no longer list all of the dishes and descriptions in the minuscule) and they are now serving a different 
(non-local) brand of Coffee (they used to exclusively serve Equator Coffee out of San Rafael). When they had first opened a few years back, they were owned/run by the same guy/family that owns (owned?) Little Griddle (which, after a short web-search, seems to be permanently closed now itself, and looks like it has been since May 2016; it may or may not be reopening in the same location after renovations to the building are done).

Even though the menu has changed a bit, there are still a couple more good ideas that I want to check out 
("... out which I want to check... "? Nah!):

Addicted2Hash ~ fresh seasoned hashbrowns topped with 2 poached eggs and Hollandaise sauce, served with toast;

Shroom Florentine (which used to be called the completely different name of "#15 Shroom Florentine"...) ~ English muffin, mushroom & spinach, poached farm fresh eggs, Hollandaise;

Lalalalala Sandwich ~ grilled baby spinach, mushrooms, Havarti, pepper Jack, & Cheddar cheese (and they had better be the real thing!), served with hashbrowns or spring mix salad;

or even

California Love ~ apple smoked [ sic; I am pretty sure they meant "applewood smoked", but what do I know of the newest trends in the curing of dead, decaying porcine butts ] bacon (which I would have 86-ed, anyway), riped [ sic; this was also mispelded on their old menus ] avocado slices, scrambled eggs, melted Havarti, pepper Jack, & Cheddar, served with hashbrowns or salad.

This meal is available either as a "Scrambled" or an "Omelet"; I opted for the "Scrambled" version as I felt it would best utilise all of the ingredients. This was a decent enough breakfast and served in large portions... however... I did have one minor quibble (a quibblette?): the (so called) "cheese" that they used in this was neither "Jack" nor "Cheddar", Mr. Wensleydale; it was that fake "processed cheese product" cr*p (I only wish the cat [he or she] had eaten it already).

I went with sourdough toast (the other choice was whole wheat) and hashbrowns as my sides. I will take good (or bad) hashbrowns over a stupid salad any day!

For condimentary supplementation, homeskillet has the Standard San Francisco Triumvirate of Hot Sauces (SSFToHS): Tabasco® Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce), Cholula® Hot Sauce (Original), and Tapatío® Salsa Picante Hot Sauce; plus, Huy Fong Foods, Inc. Sriracha HOT Chili Sauce. I just used some (well, a lot of some) of the Cholula® on their good hashbrowns.

As for the new brand of Coffee that is offered, it was okay. I only had the one cuppa, so it was not really much on which to go. I am not sure if I have ever had this particular brand (out of Washington State) before. They also offer two other blends/roasts in separate canister/decater things: Midway (labeled as "Medium-Dark") and Dillons (labeled as "Medium-Light").

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Veggie (uggh!) Cheese (well, not really-Cheese) Scrambled ~ 6.4 (this could easily have been a 6.5 or 6.6 with real cheese in it);
Dillanos Coffee Roasters Special Dark ~ 6.6

Sunday, December 3, 2017

Town's End restaurant & bakery

Place: Town's End restaurant & bakery

Location:  2 Townsend (I heard they originally wanted to locate on Restaurant & Bakery Street, but the rents were too high) Street
(on the Embarcadero across from Pier 38)

Hours: open Tuesday-Friday at 7:30am for breakfast; open Saturday-Sunday at 8:00am for "Brunch"

Meal: (Almost) Winter Scramble ~ with Pacific Northwest chanterelles, fresh artichoke hearts, roasted garlic, grilled leeks, basil, house made (well, restaurant & bakery-made) Ricotta, served with a choice of potato-carrot pancakes (with apple compote & sour cream), grilled polenta, or fresh fruit; to drink, a glassa orange juice; and, afterward, a small cuppa Eggnog Latte at Crossroads Café

(Today's EweToobular juxtaselection? Simples! Everyone knows that ol' Petey-boy loves his potato-carrot pancakes [with apple compote and sour cream, of course]. 

[Truth is, I couldn't find any "Wintery"-songs from 
Mr. Townshend and I didn't think that either "Frankenstein" or "Free Ride" sounded very breakfastary.])

Because I had walked past it last month when I went to breakfast at Delancey Street Restaurant, I figured it was time for a return visit back to Town's End restaurant & bakery (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, August 7th, 2016). I have always liked this place. It is one of those places that if it were closer to me, it would be "Breakfastary Starting Rotation"-worthy. I have probably been going there for twenty to twenty-five years now.

Their "Brunch" menu changes seasonally and always has interesting items from which to choose. A couple of the other ideas that I was looking at this morning:

Mary's Special ~ two Swedish oatmeal pancakes (organic pears & almonds in the pancakes), two eggs scrambled with mushrooms, green onions, garlic, & sharp white Cheddar;


Red pepper scrambled eggs ~ with fire roasted red peppers, green onions, & Laura Chenel goat cheese.

One of the really neat things is that all breakfast ("Brunch", whatever) meals come with a small basket of their fresh-baked mini-muffins and mini-scones. My basket this morning had: a mini-raisin scone (well, the scone was "mini", the raisins were normal sized); a mini-Chocolate chip muffin (the Chocolate chips may have been "mini", though); a mini-banana-walnut muffin; and a mini-carrot(?) muffin.

This was basically just a scrambled egg mess, but their combination of fresh ingredients are always so good; the grilled leeks added a really nice flavour. Of course, I can't tell a Pacific Northwest chanterelle from an Atlantic Southeast shiitake, but still...

Plus, I love that they give you a choice of either potato-carrot pancakes or grilled polenta (we won't even bother mentioning the completely pedestrian "fresh fruit"... well, other than I did right there). I went with the potato-carrot pancakes, which come as two; I have had them many times before and always like them.

Town's End restaurant & bakery offers for condimentary supplements both Tabasco® Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) and Cholula® Hot Sauce Original. I used some of my own Golden Pagoda Jalapeño Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mom!) on the eggs/scramble-mess and some Laura Plantation Vidalia® Onion & Peach Hot Sauce (Thanks, Greg & Cindy!) on one of the potato-carrot pancakes (along with a little bit of their homemade [restaurant & bakery-made, whatever] apple-butter), and before you say "Ewww!", it actually was pretty good like that.

I had purposely skipped ordering any Coffee with my breakfast as I had it all schemed out to head back to Crossroads Café, which is just across the street/cul-de-sac. Because this coffeehouse is run by the Delancey Street Foundation, the prices are always much lower than your typical chain Coffee shop (you know who I mean). My Latte today was probably a buck or two cheaper than you would normally pay. Even if the prices were normal, I would still rather support this good cause. Plus, there is a gift shop/bookstore that you can loiter in... er... browse in while enjoying your Coffee beverages.

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
(Almost) Winter Scramble ~ 6.8;
mini-muffins/scones ~ 7.0;
Eggnog Latte ~ 6.6

Saturday, December 2, 2017

Dottie's True blue café

(Yes, this is a "stock photo" of Dottie's True Blue café, and actually the exact same photo that I used last month. I have taken so many photos of the façade now, that, at this point, duplicates were going to be made. Like any of you would have noticed the repetition, anyway.)

Place: Dottie's True Blue café

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

Hours: open 7:30am Thursday through Monday 

Meal: Omelette of My Choosing ~ three egg omelette with spinach, tomatoes, and Feta, served with homefries and toast (buttermilk-dill); and a glassa (with two refillas [which, technically, were only two half-cuppa warm-uppas]) of their house Coffee (I always forget to ask which brand they serve; however, 
it does not really matter, it was good, hot, and black)

(I knew that I would be going back to Dottie's True Blue café for breakfast this morning, so for today's EweToobular music interlude, I put it to a vote on the funny pages of defacedbook as to which version of "St. James Infirmary Blues" I should use. Some of my "Friends" there have the keenest music and cultural minds, and I knew that I could count on them for great input. With a resounding and unanimous decision [well, from the three responses that I received before heading out to breakfast: two for Dave Van Ronk[1] and one for Sir George Ivan ~ when it comes to Sir George Ivan, one vote counts as three, and all ties go to Sir George Ivan], these were what I came up with. I think both of these versions exemplify the pureness of this American Jazz classic.)

In a conclusionary effort to eat at Dottie's True Blue café (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, November 5th, 2017) at least once a month for 2017, I went back there again this morning. Simples!

As I was once again the first idiot waiting in line this morning (I actually tried timing it so that I would get there when there was already a line and not look foolish waiting on the sidewalk all by my self in front of closed/chained doors, but I still ended up arriving around 7:10am and being "Idiot #1"). It was all good, I got my choice of seating when they opened the doors, and once again I went with "Seat #1" at the corner of the overlooking-the-kitchen counter.

One of the more "interesting" experiences while waiting for the doors to open in this (rather sketchy) neighborhood is interacting with the local populace. Today's "entertainment" came in the form of a guy who called himself "Uncle Ron" (and made no attempts at hiding ~ well, he rather boasted ~ that he was drunk as a skunk since yesterday afternoon). He was really pretty harmless and after we fist-bumped (I think he didn't want to get his hands dirty from shaking mine), he went on to exclaim: "I'm a native San Franciscan... I've been here since 1847!" ~ which I thought was a pretty funny line, drunk or sober (him being "drunk" and me being "sober", but I would still have laughed at the line if our sobrietal situation had been reversed). And in the end, at least Uncle Ron didn't hit me with his sunglasses...

This was a very surprising event. After I had finished eating and was leaving, there was no line-out-the-door or line-around-the-corner for a change. I can't remember when the last time I saw that occurence might have been.

After having eaten at Dottie's True Blue café eleven other times in the year already (and three of those times I had ordered the Zucchini Cakes), there weren't too many "new" options for me to try. One other idea that I was mulling over, Martin, was a Pumpkin Tart Cherry Poptart (this was exactly as they had stylised it ~ Kellogg's® be d*mned!), which I probably would have ordered with two eggs over-medium. This monster-pastry was easily the size of two to three normal pop-tarts® and I knew I couldn't order it as a starter with a full meal, otherwise. Pumpkin and cherry sounded like a bizarre enough combination that I figured I would like it. Hopefully they have a similar pastry on one of my future visits.

What can I say about the omelette? I chose the ingredients and had better have liked it. Besides... Feta.

For condimentary supplementation, I used some of the provided Tabasco® Brand Pepper Sauce ~ Chipotle Pepper Sauce generously ('cause that is just the kinda guy I am) all over the potatoes.

the Wild Parrots of San Francisco Interlude

While walking back to catch the bus home, I saw and heard about three to five of the feather-brained chatter-birds flying overhead on Geary Street (near Union Square).

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
OoMC ~ 6.5;
the Wild Parrots of San Francisco ~ 8.5;
Sir George Ivan Morrison ~ 8.6 
(Yeah, that is not a typo ~ nor even a Type AB-Negative! This might be the first time I have ever recorded a Glen Bacon Scale Rating over 8.5.)




Dave Van Ronk was also author of a posthumous memoir, The Mayor of MacDougal Street (2005) written with Elijah Wald. Anecdotes from the book were used as a source for the 2013 Coen Brothers' film "Inside Llewyn Davis".

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Brenda's Meat & Three

Place: Brenda's Meat & Three

Location: 919 Divisadero Street 
(between McAllister Street and Golden Gate Avenue)

Hours: open everyday[ sic ] except Tuesday at 8:00am (they call the early morning meal breakfast for everyday usage, but insist on calling it "Brunch" on Saturday & Sunday; they can be forgiven for using that snooty-*ssed faux breakfastary term because they open up plenty early enough for me and their food has always been very good)

Meal: Eggs Florentine with Creole Hollandaise ~ two poached eggs on our famous cream biscuit, served with greets or hash(browns); and a tall glassa Grandma's Molasses-Black Walnut Iced Coffee ~ topped with whipped cream

("Hey, Brian, what gives ('Gibbs'?)? There ain't no one named 'Brenda' in 'Romeo [or Romeu] and Juliet [or Julieta]'!" 

Well, here is a little-known Cliff Clavinistic fact. Wild Bill Shakespeare was originally gonna title his famous tragedy-play about these two young star-crossed lovers "Bill and Brenda's Excellent Adventure", but did not want to feel the wrath of Keanu Reeves for that obvious bit of titular plagiarism.[1])

Of course, my going back to a restaurant with a name like Brenda's Meat & Three (see last 'blog-entry from Sunday, February 22nd, 2015), would be like a die-hard Boston Red Sox fan returning to a local bar/restaurant named "Connecticut Y*nkee"[2].

This Western Addition location had virtually no line and no wait to get in this morning. I arrived at 7:55am, found a parking space directly in front, and there were only two groups/tables ahead of me. Even then, it was only about one-third filled when I had finished eating. On the other hand, (on the other side of town) their Tenderloin location rivals Dottie's True blue café for ridiculously long lines and longer wait times.

There are also fewer items offered at this spot than at their Tenderloin restaurant, but I would still like to check out Fried "Veggie" (ugh!) Po' Boy ~ cornmeal-fried cauliflower, yam & okra with lettuce, tomato, bread & butter pickles (which are homemade... well, restaurant-made; they even sell these in jars for take-home use ~ I know this because I bought me a jarra them, plus a jarra pickled watermelon, too) & vegan chipotle rémoulade, choice of fries or cole slaw. Additionally, on their weekend "Brunch Specials" board they had Bananas Foster French Toast, which I have had at their Tenderloin location and knew to be very good, but I wanted to try something different this morning (besides, I just had a "sweet breakfast" yesterday). Unfortunately for me, they no longer offer Sweet Potato Pancakes (topped with butter pecan sauce). Oh, well. You snooze, you looze(ianna).

I prefer a good N'Arlins-style Coffee with roasted chicory, but this was not that bad. It had a very interesting flavour and was good enough to be served as a dessert, and not overly sweet either. I bet it would also make a very good hot Coffee drink, too.

While this dish may not be "My Favourite 'New' Eggs Benedict Dish of 2017" (see 'blog-entry from Sunday, September 17th, 2017 for that particular honourific), it was one of the better Eggs Benedict dishes (new or old) that I have had this year. There were two major pluses (as opposed to one Captain Minus) in this dish: the Creole Hollandaise was very tasty (but not extremely spicy) and I really liked the cream biscuit (one, split in half) as the base (in lieu of ol' Mr. Thomas' faux crumpets-things). Not that I would ever attempt to make this at home, (and I am sure that Popeye would "Blow me down!" if he ever heard me say this) but I bet it would have been even better (and more Loozianna-ey) with either collard, turnip, or mustard greens (take your pick; I likes 'em all) in place of the spinach.

I went with the greets side-choice and was asked if I wanted it "with cheese". H*ck, yeah! This came out with a whole mess o'  (I have never heard of a "half mess o'") Cheddar cheese melted all over the top.

For condimentary supplementation, Brenda's Meat & Three only has Crystal® Louisiana's Pure Hot Sauce on all the tables. I came prepared with a few of my own hot sauces and only used a little (well, it poured out quickly, so it ended up being a lot) Dragon's Lair Extra Hot Cayenne & Habanero Hot Sauce (Thanks, Mon!) mixed in with the cheesy greets. I made sure to taste their Creole Hollandaise before messing it up with any extra spiciness and determined it was good enough as is.

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Eggs Florentine with Creole Hollandaise ~ 7.0;
Grandma's Molasses-Black Walnut Iced Coffee ~ 6.9


1. Nah! I had both of these songs in mind yesterday, but just didn't feel like posting five EweToob videos in one 'blog-entry.

Besides, I just happen to believe that Mark Freuder ("Freuder"?) Knopfler, OBE, is one of America's* finest songwriter/musicians of the 20th Century.

*(Yeah, okay, he's really Glaswegian-born and Geordie-raised, but that is almost the same as being 'merican. Just ask anyone from Great Britannia, they will agree with me 100%.)

2. Which is actually a local San Francisco Boston/New England Sports-fan bar/hangout.

I probably should check them out for "Brunch" one of these days. I used to work right across the street from the restaurant for about fifteen years, and have had lunch and dinner there plenty of times.

Saturday, November 25, 2017

Café de Casa

♪ "Flat and tan(-nish) and fresh and tasty
The crêpe from Ipanema goes walking(???) and
When it passes, each one it passes goes 'Ahhhhh!'... " ♫

Place: Café de Casa

Location: 2701 Leavenworth Street 
(on the corner of North Point Street)

Hours: open Monday - Saturday at 7:30am

Meal: (starter) Pão de Queijo[1] ~ gluten-free cheese rolls, warm and chewy; Romeu & Julieta (Crêpe Brasileiro) ~ guava jelly and cheese (I am not really sure what kinda cheese they actually use in this one; I would assume it was Mozzarella [as they list that cheese on a few other crêpe-entries]; it was some kinda soft, melty cheese); and a medium cuppa (pour-over style) Coffee Magic Gold Rush

("Hit the crêpes, Percy"?!

I figured as long as I was already EweToobular juxtaselecting the first Bob song, anyway, I might as well link the second one from him, too.)

Now whatd'ya suppose are the chances of discovering three good "new" breakfast places in a year, let alone even one (and all that are within a few blocks of each other) on Fisherman's Wharf?! Having already gone back to both Surisan (see last 'blog-entry from Saturday, October 14th, 2017) and eight am (see last 'blog entry from Saturday, November 11th, 2017), I figured (correctly) that it was time for a return visit to Café de Casa (see previous 'blog-entry from Saturday, April 29th, 2017).

I was the only (first?) customer in this morning when I had arrived around 7:45am, but the place started getting filled up quickly with a lot of walk-in tourista business by the time I had finished eating. I sat at the long window-counter overlooking the outside sidewalk-café seating area ~ which is where I really shoulda sat this morning, the weather was still a bit coolish, but Senhor Sol was up and shining already ~ at least I sat in front of one of the open windows to still get the full fresh-air experience, Ms. Gross.

There are still a few outras boas idéias para o café da manhã that I want to get back to try:

Omelette Crêpe ~ eggs, ham (which would get oitenta-e-seis-ed) and cheese;

Caprese (another savoury crêpe) ~ fresh Mozzarella, tomato and basil;

Cartola (a sweet crêpe) ~ Mozzarella cheese, banana & cinnamon;


Açaí[2] - Fruit[ sic ][3] e Granola[4] (served in a cup-size or a bowl-size) ~ traditional Brazilian treat, a cross between a sorbet & a pudding, made with guarana syrup, topped with granola, strawberries & banana (I saw another person order this one; it looked pretty good, but wayyyyy too healthy for my tastes; maybe one of these days).

On my next visit (and, trust me, there will be a "next" visit), I will have to decide between either the Caprese or Cartola crêpes. I was told by one of the worker-guys (well, after I had bugged the h*ck outta him with several other annoying questions already) that their South San Francisco location does not offer any of these tapioca flour crêpes for breakfast, they only have the fresh-made pastries and Coffee; so, I probably won't need to head south on a mini-roadtrip to check it out, too.

I really shoulda said something to the management. This pastry was served to me with a large bite already taken out of it. Luckily, it was good enough to finish, anyway.

This ain't une crêpe de ton père, Pierre!

I spoke with one of the worker-guys (unfortunately for him, it was the same worker-guy that I had pestered... er... asked questions of all morning) there and he told me that these tapioca flour crêpes are very popular in Brazil now-a-days. One of these days I would love to get down to Brazil myself... one of these days...

This idea of "gluten-free" crêpes made from tapioca flour is a great idea; it does make for a bit "chewier" experience, though, Han Solo. Even if you do not have gluten allergies or aren't following some kinda silly new-fangled (with olde-timey sounding names like "Paleo"[5] or "Neoprotero") diet, you can still enjoy this one.

"But... 'cheese'... and 'guava jelly', Brian?!" (and don't forget all the tasty caramel sauce drizzled across it that they do not even dare mention on the menu)... Hey, it works and I really liked it! Besides, how many of you negativists have ever had something called "cheesecake"?

I am not so sure what the connection is to "Romeu" and/or "Julieta"; perhaps ol' Wild Bill really liked his gauva fruits and Mozzarella cheeses mixed together, too. Hmmmm?! Does this mean that Romeu (or "Romeo" for you Montague purists) is the guava jelly and Julieta (or "Juliet" for you House of Capulet fans) is the cheese?!

It is a rare find, Mercutio, when you can get both an interesting breakfastary meal and good, local Coffee at the same joint. The Gold Rush Coffee that I had this morning was listed as a "Light" roast, but this was plenty dark enough for me still. In addition to the Coffee that I had today, they offer three other roasts/blends (all from Coffee Magic, too) that can be made single-cuppa pour-over style: Brazil Poço Fundo (a Dark Roast; which I had on my last visit and liked just a bit more than the one I had this morning); Foglifter (a Dark and Light blend); and Ethiopian Yirgacheffe (another Dark Roast; this is the one I will probably check out next time).

Pretty much knowing ahead of time that I was going to go the "Sweet-not-Savoury-Route" (which, by the way, Mr. Brandt, is an actual highway transversing New Mexico and Arizona), I did not bother bringing any of my own hot sauces with me this morning. I also knew from my last visit there that, if needed, Café de Casa 
has a bottled hot sauce of their own that ain't bad none neether. (And don't think that it didn't cross my mind to try juuuust a little of their hot sauce on a small part of my crêpe... )

Good food AND good Coffee?!? Maybe this place should be called "Casa de Café e Comida Muito Saborosa" instead.

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Pão de Queijo ~ 6.8;
Romeu & Julieta ~ 7.1;
Coffee Magic Gold Rush ~ 7.0


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

"Pão de queijo" literally translates from Portuguese as "cheese-bread" (well, "bread of cheese").

2. While this fruit is commonly called an "açaí berry", it is as much a true botanical berry as is a strawberry. (However, as everyone knows, bananas are botanical berries.)

3. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day, número dois:

This really should read as "Fruta" or "Frutas" in Portuguese.

4. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day, número tres:

Sorry, I could not locate the English translation for this word anywhere on the World Wild Webs.

5. Stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer of the day, νούμερο τέσσερα:

If anyone on this silly "Paleo" diet was wondering, the word "παλαιός" ("palaios") in Greek means "old"... and the word "ζωή" ("zoe")* means "stupid".

*(No offense, Dave and Patryce.)

Friday, November 24, 2017

Sandy's Café

A (sorta) breakfastary roadtrip:
Gilroy, CA

(No official-type web-site.)

Place: Sandy's Café

Location: 6120 Monterey Street, Gilroy, CA; 
phonicular contact: (408) 848-1200

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

Meal: (me) Ortega Chili[1] and Cheese Omelet ~ chopped Ortega chilies, Jack cheese, black olives, sour cream, topped with salsa ~ omelets made with 
(4) eggs and served with hash browns or fruit and choice of toast or (1) pancake; (Dave) Biscuits & Gravy Combo ~ 2 eggs with choice of 2 bacon or sausage; (Patryce) Vegetarian Omelet ~ spinach, mushroom, asparagus, and topped with cheese; 
to drink: (me) a large glassa orange juice; (Dave) a glassa (and one free refilla) Coke® (or, perhaps, seeing as this is a Greek family owned diner/restaurant/café ~ "No Coke®! pepsi®!"); and (Patryce) a cuppa (and one refilla) the house/diner/restaurant/café Coffee

(Yeah, I coulda probably went with Rick Springsteen's classic "4th of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)", but this was the day after a completely different truly-'merican holiday and I figured this EweToobular juxtaselection would fit better.)

So, what does one do the morning after a large Thanksgiving Day dinner? Go out for another large meal, of course. 

Technically, seeing as I was already still in Gilroy-town from yesterday's Thanksgiving Holiday, this was not really a Breakfastary Roadtrip (which would actually have entailed an 166 miles round-trip to do so, otherwise), but I went back to Sandy's Café 
(see last 'blog-entry from Friday, November 27th, 2015) for breakfast this morning. This was the fourth time now that I have eaten at Sandy's Café (well, for my first visit there, they were still operating under the old nefarious name of "Sunrise Cafe").

I really like this little family-owned/operated diner-joint. The people working there were super friendly and helpful (even the day-after Thanksgiving, when most people have already warn-out their fake cheeriness/thankfulness). If I lived in the area, I could easily see this place being Breakfastary Starting Rotation-worthy.

They have a very good list of items from which to choose for breakfast. Here are a few other good ideas yet:

Feta Omelet ~ they do not list the ingredients for this one on the menu, I think it has some kinda cheese in it, though;

Chef's Favorite Omelet ~ tomato, onion, bell pepper, mushroom, sausage (which I would have ογδόντα έξι-ed, of course), Feta cheese (this one would be my choice next time... on Friday, November 22nd, 2019?);

Maserati Omelet ~ sausage, mushroom, Jack and 'merican cheese, covered with Italian meat sauce, sprinkled with Parmesan cheese (I really tried talking either Dave or Patryce into getting this one; there really is no point in trying to vegetarian-ize this meal, without the Italian sauce, it would just be a mushroom and cheese omelette);

Aloha Omelet ~ pineapple, Canadian bacon, and topped with Swiss and 'merican cheese (this is another one that would not translate very well to being vegetarian-ized);


Banana French Toast (this was a special listed on a sign/blackboard at the front door that I had completely missed until just when we were leaving; if I had seen it upon entering, I would definitely have gone with that choice ~ probably with a side of potatoes, too).

(I did not want to bother my other two dining mates by taking photos of their plates this morning.)

This was a simple enough omelette, and simply enough HUGE. (Did I mention that they use four eggs in their omelettes?) The black olives inside the omelette were just your boring ol' canned, sliced variety. Even so, I still liked my omelette well enough, the amount of Ortega chillies in it more than made up for the innate blandness of the black olives (but I think they forgot to add any salsa on top, which may have been worth another 0.1 to 0.2 points on the Glen Bacon Scale). 

However, Patryce did not seem as quite enamoured of her omelette. She did not like how the cheese is presented melted on top and not inside the omelette itself. She did like that it was made with asparagus (which is her favourite vegetable ~ as it is mine, too), but felt it had a bit more spinach than asparagus ratio.

I really like that Sandy's Café offers both hashbrowns or homefries as a potatoey side-choice. 
I went with the homefries (Patryce, too) and this turned out to be a very wise choice because their version of homefries was extremely tasty. The potatoes were cut into nice half-inch squares with lots of green bell peppers and white onions in the mix, and all of these were charred perfectly to my liking (read: a bit on the crispy-crunchy side).

I opted for a pancake (Patryce, too) instead of plain ol' toast ~ even I know how to push down the d*mn lever on a bread-toaster-thing.

Now, Dave's dish was all pretty simple, too, but I was very impressed how it was presented with the two eggs (which I think he ordered over-medium) already on top of the biscuit(s?) as if it were some kinda Southern Fried Eggs Benedict, y'all. As I have been of the stupid vegetarian ilk for many years now, I don't think that I have ever had biscuits with country gravy; as best as I can figure, these are normally made with either a porky-sausage base or sometimes with grinded-up dead, decaying bovine meat. And, not that it really matters much to me (but just for the sake of the whole 'blog-integrity), Dave went with the two strips of bacon choice.

Sandy's Café has both Tabasco® Brand Pepper Sauce (Original Red Sauce) and Tapatío® Salsa Picante Hot Sauce for use as condimentary supplementation. I tried something a bit different this morning and went with a base layer of A.1. Original Sauce® on top of the homefries then added some Tapatío® on top of that, too.

Glen Bacon Scale Rating:
Ortega Chili and Cheese Omelet ~ 6.4 (this is factoring in their extremely good side of homefries);
Vegetarian Omelet ~ 6.0 (per Patryce's rating, after I had educated her on the intricacies of the highly-technical Glen Bacon Scale);
Biscuits & Gravy Combo ~ 6.6 (I forgot what Dave said about his dish, but I am giving this rating based on the coolness of the Southern-style Eggs Benedict presentation)


1. Also known as an Anaheim chilli. It is a mild variety of the cultivar "New Mexico No. 9". The name "Anaheim" derives from Emilio Ortega, a farmer who brought the seeds from New Mexico to the Anaheim, California, area in 1894. They are also called "California chilli" or "Magdalena", and dried they are known as chile seco del norte. Often it is used for Chile Relleno. When mature, it takes on a red colour and is referred to as a Colorado.

The chilli "heat" of Anaheim varies from 500 to 2,500 on the Scoville scale; however, typical cultivars grown in New Mexico can selectively and uniformly range from 500 to 10,000 Scoville units.