November 27, 2013
The Warriors’ Curry on the soon-to-be-demolished CPMC hospital on Geary between Van Ness and Polk.
Random shit happening in San Francisco's Tenderloin / TenderNob neighborhood.
November 25, 2013
I’m usually really supportive of independent creative talent, but this film crew shooting in the alley next to Hemlock Tavern were straight up rude assholes. I took a few shots as they were setting up this horror movie scene and their beefy set guy came over with “intellectual property, how dare you” legal bullshit. Get over yourselves. Next time be nice to people who express curiosity in your dinky project. They’ll help you promote it and won’t call you a prick on the Internet.
Postscript: I loved the”intellectual property” claim as they were shooting against murals of artists who I’m sure they didn’t ask if it was cool that they put their art in a film.
November 25, 2013
Little Henry’s suffered a minor fire in the kitchen last weekend. It was mostly contained in the kitchen, though some stools did get a little melty. While minor, Little Henry posted this sign letting us know it’s going to take a couple weeks to repair the restaurant. That means no Thanksgiving dinner. Hopefully everything goes smoothly and they’ll still be serving Christmas Day dinner. Fingers crossed. Good luck, Little Henry!
November 16, 2013
San Francisco Best Burritos made a valiant effort at the beleaguered location on Geary, between Polk and Van Ness, but like the taqueria before it, Cilantro, the price, quality and foot traffic just wasn’t enough to sustain it.
So the location will be switching gears and a kabob shop will be moving in. The foot traffic will likely remain terrible, with the CPMC plot sitting vacant for the foreseeable future (demo will be beginning on the west side of Van Ness of the 2 blocks soon-ish, but this block is coming later in the plans).
De Afghanan Kabob House used to have a spot on Polk before it became the Moroccan restaurant, Aicha.
November 13, 2013
When you read this SFGate story you might think that the closing and rebirth of Nitecap is all a fun and crazy tale of natural better-fication of the TL. But for those of us who called Nitecap a local bar, it surely has to make your blood boil. No mention of the bitter fight between Lynn and the douchebag leaseholder who is on the team whose mission, it seems, is to eradicate the city of character. Cocktail bars for everyone!
Money wins. It’s all that matters. Money makes the world a better place and poor people, people with addictions, people who have had setbacks… they have no place in this world. Go live in Poortown, USA. Pack your bags. You’re useless.
It’s just another domino in the sad erosion of San Francisco culture. Yes, fuckers, cities should have problems. Want to live in a “safe,” gated community with “zero crime,” then don’t come to San Francisco or any other major metro area. I’m so sick of the white wash that wealthy people bring with them lately.
Anyway, back to this bullshit story. The new douches moving in say they are going to keep the “tradition” of what the bar “stood for.” And yet, they’ve made enemies with the locals with the Lynn fight, axed the pool table that anchored so many interactions amongst some of the most diverse crowd you could see at a bar, and if I see three to four dogs wrestling in that place after the remodel, I’ll be pleasantly surprised. And I’ll be ever more shocked if I see $2 beers and $5 specials. Will Emily, Courtney or Max be bartending? What “tradition?” The tradition of overpriced drinks and destroying local dive bars?
People came to Nitecap because it was a local, neighborhood bar. Many of us had problems. And that was okay. The drinks were cheap, we got fucked up, sometimes we fought and at the end of the week, we hit the reset button. Most of the time.
Lastly, the column reminds us that the Tenderloin “is changing.” But, um, Cocktail Row (Trocadero, Redford, Rye, et al) is is a long, dark walk to the Nitecap. And nothing about that corner is very inviting.
I hope this new bar fails. I hope the neighborhood is too seedy for the drive-by drinkers who want to “slum it” in the Tenderloin at the “oasis bar.” I just want my San Francisco back.