Mission Mission

That means there was lamb, tandoori chicken and prawns to begin with — and then pepperoni and jalapeno. And it was the fucking BOMB. Do it to it.

The lower layer is some kind of pumpkin ale, the middle layer is chocolate stout, and the top layer is creamy, creamy head. Get one tonight at Shotwell’s. Bartender Paul makes them best.

Umm, this is gonna be fucking awesome. The Bay Bridged got a tour of the space from Jack Knowles, the man with the plan:

The idea spawned a few years ago during a visit from Knowles’ longtime friend Ben Jaffe. Jaffe is the Creative Director for New Orleans’ iconic and historical Preservation Hall, and the son of its original co-founders Allan and Sandra Jaffe. As Knowles is wont to do, he took Jaffe to his favorite San Francisco neighborhood. “Any friend who visits me here, I take them right to the Mission. What the Haight and North Beach once were to the city’s cultural history, I believe the Mission is that of today.” While Knowles waxed about the new vibrancy Valencia St. had seen recently, they passed 777 and Jaffe was immediately taken by the old building. That instant, Knowles says, “Ben goes, ‘I want this to be Preservation Hall West!’” By that point Jaffe’s idea of opening a second Preservation Hall had taken to him across America, but he’d yet to pull the trigger on a location. San Francisco won.

Yup. Read on for more pics and background.

And, as we mentioned before, this place is opening SOON, kicking off its tenure with shows by Elvis Costello and others.

Great name for a Korean daughter: Dolores park

— vic wong (@vicwomg) September 23, 2012

Spam has been getting pretty sophisticated lately, as spam bots have taken to commenting on specific stuff that attempts to make them seem like a real person.  Sometimes, they even get kind of poetic, as prolific spam commenter North Face Pink Ribbon attests:

The Mission is the neatest district, beautiful, and full of punk rockers. Which is, as anyone who lived there then will tell you, the way it still should be.
Alas, fashion trumps style yet again.

And this whole time we thought it was full of hipsters!

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Brunch can be difficult if you’re vegan, but us Mission vegans are pretty lucky when it comes to this oh-so-beloved meal that comes with a slice of cantaloupe at the end. Not only do we have the old standards like St. Francis and Boogaloos, but we’ve been getting some awesome pop-up brunches. This weekend, B12: Bomb Vegan Brunch is serving up waffles, scrambles, and more at Little Baobab (menu is on Facebook invite). Oh snap, and they have bottomless mimosas! I’ve been to two of their brunches and both times they’ve been spot-on. And how could you not love a vegan brunch named after the vitamin vegans are always accused of lacking?

Afterwards, if you’re still hungry, you can head over to Oakland for the Eat Real Festival. My other favorite vegan brunch pop-up, Hella Vegan Eats, will be there, as well as a few other veganish places. Vegansaurus posted this handy list of vegan options at the festival. If you can handle the foodie masses and the fact that they have something called “Meatopia,” it could be fun. Just stay away from those backyard farming people.

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Trippy, right? What the heck are these?

Sexpigeon, the best blog in the world, is spending some time on Caltrain this week:

Here is a thing of commuter trains that pass through affluent areas: there are besuited and groomed men who not only commit the sin of hogging the outside seat, they also slop the inside seat with their bag, their briefcase, their repellant backpack. They then insert headphones so that you must ask them to remove their headphones in order to then ask them if you might take that seat that their accessories are currently occupying. Men of less careful habit, who are suitless and of ordinary grooming, find themselves intimidated to ask this series of questions, and so they stuff themselves standing into the vestibules at the end of the carriage.

Men who hog seats are no men at all.

Read on.

Here is a pendant shaped like a pickle jar:

And here’s one shaped like a terrarium!

Adorbs, right? Both are available from the Mission-based Yellow Owl Workshop.

“Bar of the ’80s and now the ’90s!”

(Thanks, Jay!)