Sunday, March 31, 2013

MyMy CoffeeCoffee ShopShop

Seasons Greetings from the Soviet Easter Beetle![1]

(No official web-site.)

1500 California Street (on the corner of Larkin Street)

phonicular contact: (415) 800-7466

(These two songs are from a new New Bedzh local band, the Moldy Suitcases. Go support and see them if youryour locality happens to be Southeastern Massachusetts. The first song is available as a EweToob video, but it wouldn't let me imbed it here as normal, and the best I could do on the second song, "Coffee", is to provide a hyperlink from theirtheir defacedbook page. Looks like you will have to do the ol' "cut-and-paste" routine to listen to these while reading this or just use the hyperlinks to listen to the music separately. You can also listen to all four songs from theirtheir defacedbook page if you like, but I mainly wanted to tie in coffee with this morning's 'blog-entry. Enjoy.)

For today's breakfastbreakfast, I doubled back to MyMy CoffeeCoffee ShopShop (see last 'blog-entry from July 15th, 2012). They are located right along the historic San Francisco Municipal Railway Cable Car California Line (that is almost as much of a mouthful as today's meal). If I already didn't have six restaurants in mymy Five-man Breakfastary Rotation (and I could also add Cafe Golo), I wouldn't hesitate to add this place; they are that good. This is such a cute little, friendly nebby[2] joint.

I had gotten there about ten minutes before they open (theirtheir defacedbook page states that they open at 7:30am every day; however, the sign in the window says 8:00am) and thought about grabbing a cuppa coffee at the coffeehouse around the corner on Larkin Street, but I decided on waiting as "CoffeeCoffee ShopShop" is part of theirtheir name, after all.

Note: Thankfully, there were no discernible stupid parklets in this neighborhood along California Street (at least none that I could see).

MyMy CoffeeCoffee ShopShop really offers some great selections on theirtheir breakfast (and this is specified as such, not "BrunchBrunch") menu. Theirtheir sections include: Sweet Griddle, House Savoriety (this is actually theirtheir cutesy made-upish word), Eggs and Relatives (I am not sure if that meant a savoriety of poultry dishes or not), Benediction, and Salads & Sandwiches. Next time I really have to try the Potato Rosemary Irish Pancake with Honey drizzle over to see what that is all about. I decided on the Grilled Garden Benediction ~ zucchini, onion, oyster mushroom, yellow squash, asparagus, Grana Padano[3] sprinkle, on Mascarpone[4] mashed sweet potato, chive hollandaise; served with hash brown (noted as two words and singular). I also had a cuppa house coffee (which I think was America's Best Coffee ~ theirtheir claim, not minemine ~ at least it was last year when I ate there).

It is really hard to explain how this was presented. It's youryour basic Eggs Benedict (Hmmm? Shouldn't they start calling these "Eggs Francis" as long as the new Popey-guy is in charge?) with two poached eggs on top, but instead of the same ol'-same ol', boring English muffins (SorrySorry, MrMr. ThomasThomas.) underneath, there is a mess o' mashed sweet potatoes (which I assume have been creamed with the addition of some Mascarpone) in place of the bread. Somehow this all worked great for me. Now it wasn't quite a "Knock Your Socks Off" novel idea, but I was tempted to take mymy shoes off in salute all the same (that is, until the stupid waitress person told me I couldn't do that). Asparagus is always a good ingredient with me, and I think there were three spears included today. Plus, as I have stated many times in the past here, any time that potatoes are a main focus in a meal (and this one included both mashed sweet potatoes and hashbrowns) that is a winner with me. Both the zucchini and yellow squash were thinly sliced lengthwise and grilled (they may have been grilled first then sliced thinly lengthwise, I didn't ask). The Chive Hollandaise sauce was good (not that I can tell the difference between a Chive Hollandaise sauce and a Green Onion Béarnaise sauce) and I tried not to ruin it too much with any added condimentary supplementation. Lastly, this was served with a slice/garnish of cantaloupe, also a favourite of minemine.

For condimentary supplements, MyMy CoffeeCoffee ShopShop has a pretty decent selection: Tabasco® Brand Pepper Sauce (the standard red); Cholula®; Tapatío®; and Crystal® Hot Sauce. However, I used some of mymy own Serious Food… Silly Prices Chunky Habanero (Thanks, Cindy & Greg!) liberally on the hashbrowns and just a few drops of CaJohns Fiery Foods Oaxacan Hot Sauce (Thanks, Brian!) on one of the eggs. 

I would like to point out that at no time during this breakfast were any dead, decaying porky or lamby products eaten. I do think a few zucchinis and yellow squash had their egos bruised, though.

Glen Bacon Scale Rating: Grilled Garden Benediction ~ 7.1

1. Of course, this is just a joke. They didn't celebrate any organized religious holidays back during the old Russkij Sovetskij times. See, not all aspects of Soviet Communism were bad.

Which brings us to the stupid, useless cunning linguist pointer
дня, первая часть:

The Russkoe word "
истребитель", pronounced somewhat like "eestrabeetle", is the word for "Jet Fighter". Now those they did worship back during the old Russkij Sovetskij times.

Of course, an "Easter Beetle" makes about as much sense to me as an arbitrary Passover rodent that delivers coloured fowl eggs.

2. Yeah, I know that "nebby" actually means "nosy" in Pittsburghese, but yinz know that it originally comes from "neighborhood" or "neighborly", Durk.

3. Stupid, useless cunning linguist/pseudo-culinaristic pointer del giorno, numero due:

The name "Grana Padano" comes from the noun "grana" (meaning "grain", big surprise there), referring to the grainy texture of the cheese, and the adjective "Padano", which refers to the valley Pianura Padana. The reason this is called "Grana Padano" and not "Grana Padana" is because in this case the Italian word "grana" is the masculine noun, "il grana", describing this specific cheese, and not the feminine noun "la grana", which means "grain".

4. Stupid, useless cunning linguist/pseudo-culinaristic pointer del giorno, numero tre:

"Mascarpone" comes from Italian, from the Lombardy dialect "mascherpa" for "ricotta".


  1. Awesome! It all looks great!

    "I would like to point out that at no time during this breakfast were any dead, decaying..."

    ...zombies injured during filming?

  2. ...and The Moldy Suitcases give their thanks!!