Eats and Beers

The People's Guide to the Western Addition

Andrew Dalton over at Curbed put together a pretty solid guide to the Western Addition:

Q: Local Customs of note:
A: People live in cafes here. Which is great because the beer tends to be cheaper, so we drink a lot of it and everyone is immediately more social and neighborly. Bean Bag Cafe started a $2 happy hour some four years ago (with actual beer! that tastes good!) and it set off price war that's been raging ever since. If you're paying more than two bucks a pint and it's before 8pm, then you're at Nopa and that is way too early to be at Nopa.

Also worth noting is Nemo's comment:

I lived in a great flat on Broderick and Hayes for seven years in the 80s. A block away from what is now NOPA (the restaurant). The NOPA building was actually my laundromat at the time. The best ribs were at DO City Ribs right across the street. They had bullet proof windows inside and would drop your order down into a tray (like old banks).

We used to call the hood Do Valley and Divisadero was the Rue de Do. Unfortunately after I left the name faded. It never caught on. Much better than NOPA though.

Perhaps more exciting than getting food from behind bulletproof glass was their slogan, “eat your ass off.”  The legend has it that they had a mural out front that “literally” depicted the slogan.  I can only imagine the beautiful monstrosity that building must have been.  Anyone have a picture of the place?

Read the whole thing over at Curbed. (photo by tomnono)

Four (Loko) Horsemen: The Beginning of the End

rad/douchey Loko consumption pic via Series II

Stock up your fallout shelters with Loko tallboys, because the apocolypse is upon us.  Yesterday, the Michigan Liquor Control Commission passed a state-wide ban on the sale of 4 Loko, giving retailers thirty days to comply and clear their shelves of the products (I SMELL A LIQUIDATION SALE IN DETROIT, ROAD TRIP ANYONE???).  The dominos are all set to start falling; the City Council of Chicago has already proposed a ban on all alcoholic energy drinks and in Pennsylvania they're asking retailers to voluntarily cease sales of 4 Loko.  Details at the Chicago Tribune.

Michael Mansour, owner of a liquor store near the Michigan State campus, pointed out the obvious futility of the ban: 

If they can’t get it prepackaged in one unit, then they’ll buy it separately and mix it themselves,” Mansour said. “They’re going to do it, whether they package it that way or not.”  (via Michigan State News)

How long before kids start making bank on smuggling Lokos onto Michigan campuses? Will campus PD start busting dorm rooms operating as Loko cook labs? 

Four Loko

Sparks, Four Loko, and Dennis Herrera's Unwinnable War Against Disgusting Malt Liquor

Remember the days of drinking Sparks in the mid-2000s? For less than two bucks, you could score a 16oz can of cracked-out coffee that was 7% alcohol.  Sure, it wasn’t enough to get you drunk on its own, but it was a great way to keep a party going or stealthily start drinking during class or at work.  Yeah, everyone had a few insane benders drinking the stuff and it sure was irresponsible to start drinking booze in front of customers at 6pm, but the boss didn’t care and the customers didn’t know it was malt liquor.  Like with any other type alcohol, we had a few hazy evenings and maybe puked on our neighbor’s stoop, but generally everything was fine.

But then something happened in 2007: a bunch of teetotalers in our own city of San Francisco started pressuring City Attorney Dennis Herrera to sue Sparks’ manufacturer MillerCoors for being “unsafe” and “marketing itself to children.”  A year later, MillerCoors announced caffeine would removed from Sparks and their sales predictably plummeted (let’s face it, no one drank the shit for the taste).  During a naive victory speech, Herrera lauded that the move would eliminate “85 percent of caffeine-spiked booze from the market.”

While Herrera and his allies recognized that what was drawing cool kids and partiers to Sparks was the caffeine, they failed to realize the opportunity that opened following MillerCoors’ decision.  After all, people love uppers while partying, be it booze and sugar, Red Bull and vodka, cocaine, snorting adderall or taking other pills.  With the pre-mixed caffeinated booze market wide open, Four came along and put a 24oz can that was 12% ABV on the market.

Perhaps inadvertently, the byproduct of banning one beverage forced the market to be dominated by something much worse (I’m talking taste as much as potency).  Putting back one can of Four Loko is the alcohol equivalent to drinking 5 cans of PBR (a 16oz Sparks, by comparison, only contained 1.98 cans of PBR).  Was this the direction that Dennis Herrera really wanted the alcohol industry to head in?  Probably not.

Now with ‘FOUR LOKO NAZI PEDOPHILE RAPE JUICE’ available “practically everywhere,” the media, predictably, got hysterical.  Even the quasi-hipster blog Mission Mission got into the mix, slamming the drink for being “marketed to kids.”  Some of the same groups that pushed to ban Sparks are pushing to ban Four Loko.  And to make the media sensationalism worse, some amateurs recently managed to get totally shitfaced and now the pattern repeats itself with the Washington Attorney General calling for a ban.

What’s the endgame?  Ban Four Loko?  They claim that the beverages are marketed to children because of their fruity flavors, but do not oppose “hard lemonade” or wine coolers.  Why not just force companies to make the packaging abundantly clear that it contains alcohol?  After all, It seems that taking down one brand only seems to leave “more dangerous” drinks in its place (in fact, the whole thing reads like the plot to Batman: he (Herrera) set out to take down petty crime (Sparks) and ended up creating The Joker (Four Loko)).  Plus, criminalizing an entire class of beverage sure does sound tricky. Hell, if we learned anything from prohibition or criminalizing weed, we can make it illegal for someone to put something in their body, but that won’t stop them from doing it.  There’s a reason people started making Sparks at home after it was banned.

You just can’t fix stupid…

Dennis Herrea for Mayor!

I LOVE WINE

Scott Cox recently uploaded a whole mess of shots of mobile murals around The City.  While this Park Merced truck was easily my favorite of the lot, his pic of a guy selling pumpkins out of a back on Harrison was truly the masterpiece of the collection.  It is one of those rare scenes that actually make the city look like it has a New England autumn, even if the illusion was entirely created by “urban blight” and a half dozen or so fruits.  (link)

This Is Not Appetizing

Cranky Old Mission Guy snapped this pic and noted, “Is it just me, or does this beautifully-rendered sign look like a lascivious, half-digested turd?”  Nope, definitely not just you.

Sidenote: between Rhea's, Mr. Pickles, Pal's Takeaway, and Jay's, I always seem to forget this place exists.  What's up with people always complaining about there not being good sandwiches in the Mission?

Luna Park Tries Too Hard to be Cool (But it Totally Works)

I went into Luna Park the other day to blow $15 dollars on pasta and figured, “Hey, while I'm here, I might as well splurge on a three dollar PBR.”  Sure enough, my PBR came to me in a brown bag, neatly folded over to the correct height and diameter of the can.  First I thought, “I'm not homeless.”  Then I thought about how terrible for the environment it was.  Then I laughed at how Luna Park was trying too hard to be cool in the eyes of 'fucking hipsters.'  Then I realized I enjoyed the attention to detail, even if it was totally unnecessary.  Christ, I never knew a fucking Pabst could make me experience a range of emotions.  I'm going to go cry into my pillow and listen to Sunny Day Real Estate.

Cool Kid Eats: FREE GUAC FOR DRUNKS TONIGHT

I'm like the MS Paint of Photoshop with my skillz. No, that doesn't make any sense.  Fuck you.

Tonight, from 9:30pm to 1:30pm at Grand Coffee at 2663 Mission St, Uptown author Serg will get his wish.  

That's right, in honor of Guerilla Guac proprietor Richard's bday, they'll be serving out his avo-wares FOR FREE. This shit will get snatched up by drunken hiptards faster than NSFW pics at LastNightsParty.com. So get over to Grand Coffee early tonight, and grab some chowder from Soup Dup too.  

Mission Pie Contest THIS WEEKEND

If you're not busy listening to Ra Ra Riot or running a marathon this weekend, might I suggest Mission Pie's 4th annual pie contest:

Interested bakers are welcome to submit a home-baked sweet or savory pie. If you would like to participate, please email us before 5pm on October 15 at eatpie@missionpie.com with your name, phone number, and the type of pie you will be submitting. The contest is open to the first 30 applicants.

Last year they didn't force you to register in advance.  In fact, my younger sister (guys, stay away.  I'll cut you!) just showed up and ended up taking the “best savory” award.  The bullshit of the whole thing is that she actually won “People's Choice,” but they didn't want to give one person two awards.  Lame!  Anyways, people like me who suck a baking but are REALLY GOOD at eating get to roll in and inhale enough (delicious) pie to carry you to Thanksgiving.  If you're lucky, the person that made the Oreo pie will be back again this year.  That shit was dialed.

(photo of last year's contest by sffortuna)

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