Comments on: Throwback – Mission 1989

By: cholo

cholo — Thu, 17 Apr 2014 04:03:36 +0000

the bar was the chameleon, where amnesia is now. the band was the counting crows (or parts of it).

By: AG

AG — Thu, 23 Jan 2014 09:36:17 +0000

Amnesia? The name of the bar.

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By: k kiely

k kiely — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 07:49:54 +0000

The Karma cafe went downhill after Bruce sold it, in the early eighties. He went to Burma and became a monk…after having sold it to a Chinese family from Burma. the deal was that they donated part of the profits to a local monastery. Unfortunately, their background was in managing “Happy Donuts”. Out went the piano, live jazz, good food and community crossroads. A warm neighborhood cafe morphed into a really bad chinese restaurant. I wish that they had completely changed the name, so that what it once was could be time bound, with a different reputation.

By: terciopelado

terciopelado — Tue, 02 Feb 2010 20:45:36 +0000

Moved to Guerrero at Alvarado in 1989. The day I moved in there was a stripped auto on the corner. “Ben” lived in a squalid basement apartment that was a shooting gallery – he would come up, mouth foaming, and trade us old 45s from his collection for cash. Worked at Le Trou (slumming French Restaurant where Que Tal is now), then at Val 21 when it opened. Flying Saucer (now Tao Cafe) was run by the biggest prick that ever owned a restaurant (sadly, probably not true), even if he did get a good review in the NYT. After hours we could get drinks at a bar that is now the Marsh, but any women present were harassed relentlessly. Men were hassled by prostitutes in the bar that became the Lone Palm (a reference to masturbation, as well as palm brokering). Crystal Pistol (now Range) had drag performances in the back on weeknights, some beautiful and talented women that performed there subsequently died of AIDS. The Phone Booth was a neighborhood gay bar – supposedly given to the owner by his mother who is the flamenco dancer in the poster behind the bar (true? also probably not…). The owner loved Tom Selleck, explaining the other poster behind the bar. An ornery old guy played the piano, girlfriend at his side, sustain pedal down the whole time, he expected your rapt attention. Then he died and the juke box took over permanently.

Played basketball in the evenings with the teenagers at the Jamestown Community Center. Cafe Artemis, a woman-only cafe in the 70s, begrudgingly served me a very plain chicken sandwich on white bread before becoming Radio Valencia, where I also worked. Closing night at Amelia’s (before it became Elbo Room), the women stretched in a line all the way down the block.

Got caught in the cross fire of a gang altercation late night at La Parilla Suiza. Later the same night, a bullet entered the window of La Rondalla about 10 feet from me and then a gangbanger who looked at most fourteen slumped to the ground on the corner, shot in the stomach (I am pretty sure he survived).

Had lunch in Real Good Karma and noticed two worms (grubs?) in my rice. Told the waiter; he took the plate, placed in on the table next to ours, fished out the worms with his fingers, and then placed the plate back in front of me. (I finished it).

I lived in the Mission through the 90s and 00s – it’s getting better and better and better and better and…

By: k kiely

k kiely — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 08:12:24 +0000

The vegetarian cafe, at the corner of 16th and Delores, started out as the Karma Cafe. Each new owner expanded on the name….first the Good Karma, then the Real Good Karma, owned by Bruce (?). Many good memories…..

By: Anonymouse

Anonymouse — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 08:31:49 +0000

hah, I’ve had many near spills because of those tiles.

By: Anonymouse

Anonymouse — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 08:30:47 +0000

ah, nostalgia. Grew up in the Mission and still live in the neighborhood. The changes have been fascinating, and as mentioned above, both good and bad. The Napper Tandy (on the corner 24th & South Van Ness) used to be a bar called Las Guitarras.

The Red Man died in late 2002, as reported by El Tecolote. http://news.eltecolote.org/news/view_article.html?article_id=073dfaa079a629ac61ea902913165e18

I also remember the White Lady (she wore all white and used white powder on her face if I recall). I used to run into her on 22nd Street, between Capp and Mission. Urban legend had it that her husband left her for a white woman, she lost it, wore all white and powdered her face white. Not sure if that was true, but those were the rumors that were around at the time.

Does anyone remember the delicious popsicles from Latin Freeze?

By: DBen

DBen — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 00:55:50 +0000

Watch yourself on those tiles when it’s raining. Pretty dangerous shit.

By: JDavid

JDavid — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 05:11:35 +0000

The Albion had a back room where small bands would play and, I vaguely recall, an open-mic night. In 1989 I saw Poi Dog Pondering play at the Albion, but they didn’t play in the back room, they played standing up on the bar.

By: dickinburlingame

dickinburlingame — Wed, 06 May 2009 17:10:00 +0000

Anna’s Danish Cookies is about 8 or 9 blocks east of me next to 101 here in Burlingame……. had my pre-wedding drinks with my future sister in law @ Dr Bombays…

By: born and raised

born and raised — Wed, 06 May 2009 16:15:32 +0000

I remember reading somewhere that the tiles near the BART stations where laid when the stations opened. BART thought very highly of itself, thus it imported the tiles from an Italian manufacturer, with that specific shade of blue. The tiles are no longer made, thus they cannot be replaced. I think that is why the new tiles never match the old tiles.