Los Hermanos Burritos

It’s at the other edge of Polk.  Not the substantial portion of Polk Street dedicated to Happy Hour settlers and industrial pilgrims escaping the 9 to 5; it’s the other side of Polk, the periphery.  I wouldn’t have found Los Hermanos Burritos if not for the Yelp review claiming that it was an authentic Mission…

Red Velvet Cookies at Sack’s:  Artsy College Cafe in Berkeley

I expected a straight forward coffee place that only sells coffee when I went into Sack’s.  Nope, Sack’s has a menu written in a style that resonates with Crepevine.  It consists of a variety of specialty bagels and sandwiches, none of which I ordered, however I assume that if I was hungry, I would’ve done…

Avocado Mash at Jane:  Breakfast in Fillmore, San Francisco.

“Are you two traveling?” I asked the two girls sitting next to me. I was sitting by the window at Jane.  The two girls sitting next to me looked like the typical two girls you would find in the Fillmore: well dressed, somewhat sportsy, sunglasses hanging over the crest of the forehead.   “I’m not,…

Cafe V: Venezuelan Food in Berkeley

There’s a part of Berkeley that runs astray from the blooming 18 year old university students who aspire to lead our society by one day balancing budget sheets for tech companies and teaching people the academic virtues of their peaceful ways through force. It’s not the typical suburb.  It’s definitely no Sausalito or Bernal Heights….

Jeremy Mann’s Lyterian Leman:  John Pence Gallery

I haven’t had the chance to see much of Jeremy Mann’s paintings in person.  On occasion, I’ve stumbled across a cityscape or two at the 111 Minna Gallery, but I haven’t gotten the chance to come by his figure work.  I’m a fan of his work; especially his figure work.  So, when one of the…

Miyazaki Exhibit:  Spoke Art Gallery

I was walking back to my car from the John Pence Museum to fill the meter when I noticed a flood of people crammed into a small room.  After I filled the meter, I came back to see what was happening.  When I arrived outside the flood and the glass windows, I noticed that the…

Sarah Joncas: Suburban Surreal at the Modern Eden Gallery

I had noticed the paintings from outside the glass windows when I stopped for lunch in North Beach.  The small art gallery was a corner building and it being Monday afternoon, I was greeted with a closed door that prompted me with the schedule.  They were closed on Mondays.  I came back later in the…

The Italian Homemade Company 

“Puoi parlare l’Italiano?” I tried the line on a pizzeria on Polk street.  The response I got was a confused glare and an awkward silence.  Fortunately, when I tried it once I got to the register of the Italian Homemade Company, the response was what one should expect from an Italian restaurant.  “Si.”