The ginger french toast was the winner. I normally can't eat a whole order of french toast because it's just too much sugar, but I had to really refrain from reaching over and nabbing a whole slice off my friend's plate. The toast was perfectly crisped around all edges, soft and custardy in the center without being soggy or raw, and there were tiny pieces of dried raisins, currants, and candied ginger sprinkled on top. Possibly the best french toast in the city, thogh I'd have to go back to Dottie's to be sure.
Mexidilla: eggs, black beans, cheddar cheese, sour cream, and salsa. Huge. It's a mountain of food with some fruit on the side. Overall it was good, but a little bland. The black beans could have used some meat base or a little heat. The cheese was a tad rubbery as the 'dilla got cold. I'm being biased because I'm bitter about not having ordered the french toast; this was a very well prepared 'dilla and I would readily eat at Red Door Cafe again based on this dish. The wraps, however, seem to be what really draw people in. Colorful tortillas, a good variety of fillings, and generous portions. Prices are almost all under $10.
Tea, coffee, Naked juice, and a few drink specials are available. They also have some great cookies, but the person at the counter didn't know where they come from. These lacy chocolate filled sandwich cookies were the perfect treat for taking out the door and on our walk around sunny San Francisco.Red Door Cafe looks like a hobbit hole. You have to walk down several stairs to get into the restaurant, which looks like a converted house furnished with old mismatched furniture and a bizarre assortment of old photos and contempary art. It's a worn, comfy look, and the music is mostly 50s diner standards plus some Beach Boys. Very fun, and beautiful on a sunny day like today. The servers, though frazzled, were all incredibly nice (and cute to boot). I love it when servers assertively make up my mind for me when I'm wavering between two dishes, and our server not only decided for me but described why one dish was better than the other. I can't say he was wrong; I loved my mexidilla.
Red Door Cafe
Northeast corner of Larkin and California
2 comments:
hmm...Larkin, like Philip Larkin! yes, I just finished my contemporary British readings this week. Is that maple syrup around the place or raspberry syrup? I like the presentation of the dish. Oh, and by the way, you spelled "though" wrong. The restaurants that never seem too appealing sometimes tend to be very good.
umm...that was from Lily, just in case you don't know.
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