SFPD Captain says women are not allowed to drink in bars

Bummerdude! Nothin’ but sausage fests back then :(

[via SF Public Library's 6th Floor]

Remembering the Valencia Street Swing

What fun!

[via marmotilla]

BART beginnings

Burrito Justice highlights some work by historian Eric Fischer:

Eric Fischer has let loose with the historo-scanner once again.

1970: A line to see the brand new shiny 24th St BART station (looking south at the SW escalator — the side towards Valencia and 25th).

What a scene! Imagine a brand-new cavern opening up around the corner. Read on for lots more imagery and history.

When the Mission had its own Twinkie factory

Brock from SFist takes a look back:

If you lived in the Mission along Bryant and 18th prior to 2005, as we did for many years before evacuating to SOMA, you might recall that magical scent emanating from the Hostess Cake / Wonder Bread factory at 1525 Bryant. Yeasty, jammy, and sweet. The youth-kissed scent was such a staple of the area that SF Weekly awarded the factory “Best Place to Be Fondly Reminded of Your S.F. Childhood” in 2003.

As of today, it’s possible Hostess might completely cease to exist as a brand. Read on.

(Incidentally, last week I had a vegan “Twinkie” from Source, which is basically right around the corner from this place, and it was killer, so no worries really.)

[Photo by ptufts]

Muni’s 13-Guerrero back in action?

There it is, all lit-up in the yard off Bryant. What’s the deal? I Googled it and all I found was a comment on a Burrito Justice post that says it’s been gone since ’88.

A humble remembrance of Sadie’s, scrawled on the wall at Evelyn’s

Flashback, 1994: Invitation to the grand opening of the all-new Nap’s II

“Bar of the ’80s and now the ’90s!”

(Thanks, Jay!)

Ancient matchbooks from ancient San Francisco

Our pal Lizzy is in the middle of a great series called Grandparents’ Matchbooks. Many are from Michigan, a few are from SF, all are awesome blasts from the pasts.

Back when the Knockout was the Odeon, and its bartender got up to some wild shit

The other day we asked for some good fancy cocktail-related anecdotes, and this one, one of the highlights, takes a wild look back in time:

I once sauntered into the legendary Odeon Bar (where the Knockout is now) and asked Flash the bartender to make me the fanciest fancy cocktail he knew.

He poured me a shot of Fernet, then he hopped up on the bar, dropped his pants, put a lit bottle rocket between his cheeks and fired it clear across the room.

RIP that place, am I right?

[The above photo, of Flash behind the bar at the Odeon, by Mike Kepka of the Chronicle, was the first result of an image search for "odeon bar mission sf ca"]

Roxie Theater, 1975

S’cute!

[via Roxie on Tumblr]