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Our final stop in the one day San Francisco food tour with James, and it’s the Alembic Bar on Haight, owned by the same fine folks of Magnolia just a few blocks down the road. This time it was all beverage, no food. We were stuffed to the gills and still had a dinner appointment in the south bay. In fact, I only partook of some refreshing water. It was the boys who had a proper beverage.
That’s right, Bourbon Old Fashioned, done right. There isn’t much more to say, other than the photos are by Ted Mills. Alembic (Haight-Ashbury)
Getting into late afternoon, we were migrating away from food and towards beverages. Magnolia was our last food stop, although it was primary to sample the beverages. One thing was certain, though, this place won the award for the best designed menu. The prize…was getting its picture taken. Um, not that you can see it in the small version. Since these are not my photos, I do not have the easy flickr links to the larger images. You’ll just have to trust me, or simply ignore this rambling sentance.
The boys had some lovely beers that were fragrant and flavorful, I had a root beer, which they also brew in-house, and we shared a small platter of oysters that we nearly cried over, because we were so full from all our feastings earlier, yet could not stop eating because they were so delicious.
Please, admire the carnage. (photos by Ted Mills, of course) Magnolia (Haight-Ashbury)
Five stars for the carnitas, which was the only food we ordered. It was tender, juicy and slightly sweet. Served in butcher paper to keep those juices and fats close at hand.
The tomatillo sauce added the perfect amount of zing to balance the carnitas. Housemade masa tortillas, and finely sliced veggies came with, and we wrapped it all up and stuffed it in our gobs. A little snackule of baked/fried chickpeas came to the table at the beginning, and three little Mexican wedding cookies came at the end.
I also had the huckleberry lemonade. Very refreshing. Meanwhile, the carnitas were so awesome that I hardly even thought, “what the hell is a huckleberry?”
(photos by Ted Mills) Nopalito (Lower Haight)
Little. Green. Different. Props for the cardamom ice cream.
(photos by Ted Mills) Three Twins Ice Cream (Lower Haight)
It’s a bit murky, a bit smelly, a lot loudy, and gosh darn it, I liked it. Not a hint of CBDs in sight. (CBD = cougers and douche bags) Beer is served at a good temperature to bring out the best aroma and flavor – not freezing cold to numb the taste buds of dire piss water that passes as beer at sports bars. But…the bathroom. I have to complain about that. Someone scrawled graffiti of “OXNARD RULES” just above the toilet. They need to get rid of that. Misleading. (photos by Ted Mills) Toronado (Lower Haight)
This is one of those instances where the final product is greater than the sum of its parts – synergy! Rosamunde and Toronado next door go hand-in-hand. There are so many sausages to choose from, and so little stomach space. Luckily, there were three of us, so at least three kinds of sausages were sampled. There is little to no room to eat within Rosamunde, and the order takes 15+ minutes to come up, so we simply hustled ourselves next door for a beer and a natter while our sausages were being cooked up by the overworked-looking lone guy tending the sausage shop. James ordered wild boar, I ordered duck w/fig, and Ted got a Hungarian sausage, which he thought was made with real Hungarian children, but it tasted more like pork. If I remember correctly, I enjoyed the Hungarian the best. Unfortunately, the flavors of the duck with fig was lost in some zealous overgrilling.
(photos by Ted Mills) Rosamunde Sausage Grill (Lower Haight)
Still busy!
I had a combination of two flavors. Chocolate on the bottom and strawberry with balsamic on top. I should mention that I had been wanting balsamic strawberry ever since the idea of it was dangled over me on a LA food tour, but my attempt to have it was utter fail when the shop reputed to serve it broke their freezers and all the balsamic strawberry melted. So..Bi-Rite to the rescue. This also only supports my opinion that SF is better than LA, too. We took our wonderful ice creams, walked to the top of Dolores Park and licked away while admiring the view of the city. (Photos by Ted Mills) Bi-Rite Creamy (Mission) |
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