After Francisco and I rode the bus across San Francisco to the Richmond District, our first stop was the popular Blue Danube Coffee Shop for a yummy breakfast. I had French toast–brioche, cream cheese, caramelized apples, and berries. I washed it all down with a strawberry bliss smoothie–strawberries, bananas, and OJ. Like I said, yummy.
For lunch, Francisco and I went to TRANSIT, a snack bar on the Presidio grounds. The place was okay, but I wouldn’t rush back. I had a pre-made green salad with tomato, corn, and citrus dressing. I must say that the dressing was quite tangy.
For dinner I went to Burma Superstar, coincidentally located directly across the street from the Blue Danube Coffee House. (Francisco headed home when I went to pick up my bike rental.) The wait was very looooooong. So I made the natural choice. After leaving my name with the hostess, I went to get ice cream. I had planned on going to Joe’s Ice Cream for dessert. And that’s what I did. Dessert just happened to come before dinner this time.
I chose the raspberry chocolate cake ice cream. It was really, really tasty. Being a bit of an ice cream snob (and a geography snob), I was surprised to get such delicious ice cream in the western wilds of San Francisco. Serves me right. Even with the bus ride I had to take back to the restaurant, I still had plenty time before my table would be ready. And Joe’s Ice Cream has Joe’s Grill right in it. So I made the natural choice. I got an order of French fries after my ice cream and before dinner. Naturally.
I took the bus back to the restaurant and still had quite a wait for my table. While I waited on a bench outside, it was fascinating to watch the fog roll right down the street. A true San Francisco sight.
My table finally became available. And let me tell you, it was worth the wait! To start, I had Burmese samusas stuffed with chicken, potatoes, and curry spices. So good! For the main course, I had the fiery chicken–stir fried chicken breast with string beans, red bell peppers, and basil in a five-spice sweet heat sauce. It wasn’t exceedingly fiery, although I will say that the heat did sneak up on me. But what really matters is that it was outrageously delicious. It was without a doubt the best dinner I had on any of my 2016 sightseeing excursions in San Francisco.
Fantastic food. Impressive sacred spaces. The Richmond, who knew?