Who Loves the Guerrero-Duboce KFC/Taco Bell?

TK does! It’s #4 on his new Top 5 Fast Food Restaurants in San Francisco list. Here’s part of the reasoning:

You guys, when I found out you could mix and match the KFC and Taco Bell items it felt like I had learned something really important.

Also, apparently sand wiches are there.

Photo by Scott Clark.

Ike's Is Back

SFist knows how to get in on the action.

Commonwealth's First Six Weeks

Eater SF this afternoon published a roundup of early remarks from critics and Yelpers regarding Commonwealth, the still-fledgling “real” restaurant from the makers of Mission Street Food. Most of the talk sounds pretty good. I can’t wait to eat at this place. Read all about it.

Photo by Jennifer Yin.

Avocado Falafel

Some foodspotter named Omar spotted this thing at some falafel place downtown. Looks pretty good.

The question is, when will somebody invent the La Taqueria/Ali Baba carnitas super falafel, so that it can displace the Zeitgeist Tamale Burger as best thing ever?

Deal of the Year: $200 Annual Bottomless Miller Pint at Clooney's

Brainslip hipped us to this one, in a new report titled Bucketheads Vs. Spillers: Clooney’s Lingo Decoded. Do the math, people.

Photo by Generik11.

Previously:

Worst Place to Take a First Date?

Behold, The Zeitgeist Tamale Burger (NSFV)

The age-old dilemma.  You show up at Zeitgeist famished and order one of their delicious burgers.  You do the time and wait the requisite 10-15 minutes while anxiously downing a beer, your mouth salivating from the aroma emanating from the grill and your ears perking up every time the cook shouts another name across the yard (or wait–I guess they don’t do that anymore?).

Finally, the moment of truth arrives, and just as you sit down back at your table ready to devour that poor defenseless hamburger, your hear that familiar siren song, “Tamales, tamales!”  But damn, you just got a burger!  What to do, what to do?

The Zeigeist Tamale Burger.  That’s what you do.  An unholy alliance of beef, bun, masa, pork, and Tapatio.  Take that KFC Double-Down!

Blue Bottle, the New American Apparel?

So asserts Fayes Video‘s Mike McConnell in yesterday’s SFoodie piece about Mission merchants’ opposition to Blue Bottle’s planned Dolores Park cart operation:

“My concern with Blue Bottle is that they’re going national [Last February, Blue Bottle opened a cafe in Brooklyn]. Two years ago in this neighborhood there was a huge fight to keep American Apparel off Valencia Street, and now this.” McConnell thinks a smaller coffee roaster without a retail presence ― like De La Paz ― might be a better fit.

Thanks to this opposition, Blue Bottle’s plans have been put on hold, pending a community meeting. Read on.

Photo by oolong milktea.

Previously:

De La Paz Coffee Company: The Only Coffee Outfit in Town Run by a Grown Man

Levi’s, the New American Apparel?

Anthony Myint's I-Thai-lian Meatball Sandwich Today Only!

And for dessert…

Follow Pal’s Take Away on Twitter here, and view their whole menu here.

Baking Tartine Bread

KevMo at Uptown Almanac hipped us to this beautiful video of the making of Tartine Bakery’s delicious loaves. It goes on to show two other folks following the Tartine recipes and baking on their own at a small cafe and in the home. The latter featured baker is non other than the delightful Marié Abe, accordion babe!

At Pakwan, Where Dave Chappelle Lectures Me on Paparazzi Etiquette

Dave Chappelle caught me slyly trying to take a picture of him while we were each eating dinner at Pakwan.  He came over to the table and asked to see it.  Unimpressed by my photographic aptitude, he then asked me to delete it.

As I complied with his request and stammered an apology, a single grain of rice flew from my mouth and landed on the shoulder of his black sweater.  I wasn’t sure if he saw it or not, but I couldn’t take the risk, so I reached up and attempted to brush it off.  Naturally, that darn stubborn kernel wasn’t going anywhere.

Chappelle noticed and said, “I don’t even mind that you just spit a piece of rice on me.  Happens all the time.”  He pointed out that I didn’t really need to delete the photos since he was in a public space after all, but it was cool I did and that I should come outside for a real picture after he finished his cigarette.

When I walked out, I didn’t see him anywhere and figured I’d been duped by a master.  But then Mr. Chappelle emerged from a shiny black Escalade and said, “I wasn’t gonna flake on you.”  As my buddy snapped a photo of us, the beleaguered superstar muttered, “People are terrible.  There, I said it.”

Sorry for ruining your dinner Dave!  We all love you here in the Mission!  Please come back soon!

[Chappelle on 16th by jacobchills]