I’m just back from a visit with family and 3 days at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass. “Hardly Strictly” or simply “Bluegrass” (San Franciscans would never refer to the festival by its full name, just as they would never call their city “Frisco”) is a wonderful gift from the Hellman family of nonstop music, some bluegrass but some folk, techno, world beat and just plain weird, surrounded by friendly happy people in the beautiful setting of Golden Gate Park. This year it happened in the midst of a heat wave, keeping crowds down so it was easy to get close to the music. The festival (which is completely free to attend) happens the first weekend in October each year; you can also watch streaming videos which are really well done, with beautiful drone shots of the city intercut with live music, on HSB TV. Many of the sets from past years are archived so take a look.
But enough about music, we’re here for the food. Trader Joe was my mainstay for bringing sustenance for the day inside my (clear plastic) backpack, because I am not going to pay $20 for a (probably excellent) bowl of noodles or $7.50 for a paleta. A favorite snack item is Olive & Herb Mixed Nuts, which adds dried kalamatas and savory herbs for a consistently interesting protein-rich nibble. One day I also brought a Bahn Mi Dac Biet from Saigon Sandwich; they’ve changed the bread (their longtime supplier, Bakers of Paris, is out of business) so the roll no longer shatters when you bite into it but the filling continues to be generous and this is still my go-to. Pro tip for ordering: request “extra hot peppers” or “extra spicy” and they will respond by giving few or no peppers; repeat the request when you get your sandwich and they will grudgingly give you a few slices wrapped in paper.
My San Francisco food rotation continues at the city’s only In-N-Out, located near the place where I stay, and always order my Texas modification: two cheeseburgers, double raw onions, mustard instead of sauce, pickles. In the early days they got this custom order wrong as often as it was correct but the POS software now records modifications faithfully and I can look forward to a predictably magnificent eating experience that hits all the buttons of crunchy, leafy, fatty, crispy, oozy and quickly disappearing.
I have a rule that I will always try at least one new place and this trip I tried 2 ½: Hai Ky, a Tenderloin Vietnamese/Chinese spot which turns out to be a place I frequented 20 years ago which has been spiffed up under new ownership; get the house special with wide egg noodles and request the soup on the side, so you can sip it as a broth or add judiciously after you have properly dosed your dry ingredients with various chili sauces. And Golden Boy Pizza, an ordering window in North Beach beloved by late-night hipsters but not by me; their rendition of a garlic and clam slice would make Frank Pepe roll over in his coal-fired oven. A silver lining was that the ordering window is next door to Sotto Mare which is considered the best cioppino in San Francisco; I watched numerous outdoor diners sharing the soup from silver turneens and plan to join them on a future trip.
For the obligatory dim sum stop, Good Mon Kok had an oddly short line mid-afternoon but they were still well stocked with chicken and pork buns, wonderfully greasy scallion pancakes and lo mai kai, sticky rice wrapped in lotus leaves. Tried a new-for-me place for my tea smoked duck and steamed tripe, Gourmet Kitchen two doors down, and was pleasantly surprised by the quality and value.
Most of the other meals were with family, so I didn’t get to the hole in the wall Thai place on Clement St that served the best meal I have ever eaten, the #2 beef stew with flat noodles. I was gratified on my last trip to discover that though they have changed hands, the new owners have preserved the menu and even the secret fiery hot fish sauce which is only available on request because it might ruin a dish if used inappropriately. Guess I will have to return.