Royal Gate Vodka, a San Francisco original

Capp Street Crap over the weekend published an extensive Q&A with a representative of Haas Brothers, the company that makes Royal Gate Vodka, the vodka Cranky Old Mission Guy says we should rename the 16th and Mission area after. The Q&A covers A LOT of ground…

There’s history:

The Haas family is the 17th company in California history, founded in 1851. They helped to develop Wells Fargo bank, ran Levi Strauss for 150 years, lots of different enterprises. Cyrus Noble Bourbon, which the family launched in 1871 in San Francisco, continued in the pursuit of distilled spirits.

There’s sociology:

The economically not so well-to-do, that population, still continues to drink Royal Gate robustly. It’s not only the the disenfranchised minority communities in the Tenderloin; it’s working class logger communities in Mendocino and Humboldt County. It’s also the disenfranchised fisher communities along the Oregon coast and up and down the California coast. It’s not just that inner city, urban minority drinker; it also happens to be Central Valley dairy workers and Delta and bay and Northern California fishermen.

There’s economics:

There are different tax implications for, in the world of vodka, how you formulate your vodka. And if you add to your vodka flavor modifiers, you actually save money on federal taxes, a 2.5-percent savings on federal excise tax. And so, Royal Gate does what other value vodkas do which is to add citric acid, which is used for for lemon zest or lemon derived citrus note. And if you are an ultra-premium vodka you wouldn’t add that.

AND they address Cranky Old Mission Guy’s proposal. AND it’s all incredibly fascinating. Read the whole thing.

[Photo via Kute 'n' Krispy]

La Taqueria Rapture

Last night around 10:00. Seriously creepy, not a single person inside.

I guess the Burrito Bracket was a scam and Nate Silver is running a cult or something.

Guess we should have paid more attention to this FEMA disaster preparedness video. Or that SFgov earthquake preparedness site from 2008. Or the final Burritoeater review.

 

Bacon-wrapped hot dog guacamole, a recipe

First you have an epic night out on a Friday or Saturday, mostly in the Excelsior because who the hell wants to party in the Mission on a Friday or Saturday. (The burgers and fries at Pissed Off Pete’s are the bomb btw.) And then you crawl your way back, stopping to do another shot at Cotter’s Corner, St. Mary’s Pub, El Rio and maybe Mission Bar. And then you hit the dance floor at Last Nite for an hour. And then you buy two bacon-wrapped hot dogs, to go, on the way home. You put them in the fridge.

And in the morning you do this:

And then you pop that mess in with the avocado and take it to the Guac-Off and give it a cool name:

(A name so good it’ll win the “best name” category and a BFF.fm tote bag with coupons for free Wes Burgers and tickets to Thee Oh Sees at the Chapel inside.)

Here’s a closer look:

Mmmmmmmmmmm it was so good. Probably would’ve won if it weren’t competing with Michael Connolly and Rocky Yazzie.

Whoa, is that a Surge tallboy?

Drinkin’ Surge in 2014! We’re gonna need some 3D Doritos and crispy M&Ms with that.

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Drinks sure are cheap in other cities

Consider this Facebook update from a friend of mine in another city:

A drinking-related affirmation, just in time for Indian summer

[via hello, cheetle]

Still a long line at La Taqueria

I thought it would only be for that first day, but nope.

[Photo by Jessica Gonzalez, via It's Always Sunny in San Francisco]

Behold, the 538 Burrito Bump

As you most likely know, earlier this week Nate Silver’s FiveThirtyEight proclaimed the Mission’s La Taqueria to be the makers of the best burrito in the country (and world?). Here is the line today.

[photo by Gene Goldstein-Plesser]

3rd annual Guac-off!

What’s better than an afternoon of enjoying guacamole? Nothing. There is none a better social option between the hours of 2pm and 5pm on this particular Saturday in September.

Guacamole. It’s made with avocados, lime, bacon, excitement, tomatoes, onion, cilantro, love, and several dozen other food companions. It’s the tastiest green dish to eat on a Saturday with a beer, and sharing it is a proven way to make good friends, better. This Saturday, we’ll eat as much guac as we possibly can consume. We’ll laugh, listen to festive music, and devour what is assuredly sure to be a outstanding interpretations of the word ‘guacamole.’ The winner to be crowned with the guacamole glory trophy, bragging rights until next Indian summer, the title of official “Guacamole of San Francisco”, and a kickass prize!

So if you think that you’re guacamole has what it takes to be crowned champion, or if you simply enjoy guacamole & good weather, go sign up! We’ll provide the chips!

Details from the competition’s are located at the appropriated titled website guacamole.expert.

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Buttermilk Southern Kitchen will replace shuttered laundromat at 23rd and Bryant

Sidewalk seating, beer and wine, Southern fare, lunch and dinner and brunch? Sounds good to me. Eater SF reports:

Housed in a 1,200-square-foot space, Buttermilk will feature an open kitchen and 49 seats in-house, plus additional sidewalk seating. In keeping with the character of the neighborhood, De Ocampo stresses that entrees will be affordable, with nothing over $18, and most dishes averaging about $15. “Our business model is honest food, affordable prices,” he told us. “We’re not trying to price anyone out.” [link]

They’re located kitty corner from the beleaguered Local’s Corner restaurant, is maybe why he’s stressing that point. (Although he should be fine since he didn’t name it “Local’s Buttermilk,” right?)

[Photo by Google Maps]