Mission Mission

Dang, we first heard about this project almost two years ago, and now it’s finally open. Eater SF reports:

Options include a variety of Scandinavian smørrebrød, which are like stacked-up open-face sandwiches. Those go for $6 a pop, or you can try three different ones for $15. Sandwiches on house-baked Scandinavian-style breads cost around $13 or $14, there are also salads, soups and baked goods on offer.

The Bar Tartine shop is now open Wednesday through Friday from 10:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. [link]

Bread!

[Photo by Shelley P.]

Here was the scene at yesterday’s debut of the new Dear Mom food menu. Although the Chez Spencer food was great, the Fogcutter crew’s offerings are better suited to the kind of heavy drinking that should, and does, go on at DM. Highlights included the chihuahua dog (which was enormous and loaded) at the classic cojita fries. Click through for gratuitously up-close food photos and the complete menu.  (more…)

This is the stuff that awesome neighbors are made of. A local bartender needed the engine fixed on her 1965 Ford Falcon, so her car geek neighbors (possibly capitalizing on the free-beers-for-life potential of the situation) got together and rebuilt it for her.

They even made a time lapse video of the process, paired with Yakety Sax (naturally):

Moral of the story? The next time your car breaks down, walk into Wild Side West and have a loud conversation with your companion to the effect of, “Boy! Too bad I just blew a head gasket and don’t know how to fix it! Guess I’m just out of luck until I can afford to hire a mechanic! Oh well!”

Oh, and do cool stuff for your neighbors.

[via Bernalwood]

The title and this still alone should have you convinced, but just in case, here’s an excerpt — the gnarliest, most stunningly inexplicable 1:42 of cinema you will ever watch:

The Roxie rules. Get advance tickets here.

Our pal Carlos saw someone who looked like Woody Allen in front of Esperpento at 22nd and Valencia. Turns out it was him, along with his wife Soon-Yi Previn, confirmed by the NY Post (whose logo font kinda looks like ours… coincidence?).

I smell field research for Vicky Cristina Barcelona II: Vicky Cristina San Francisco.

Update: Woah, Esperpento owner Carlos Muela, who’s apparently a good sport about my gratuitous “overpriced small plates” jab, just sent us this:

If there’s any good time to throw the devil horns, it’s when you’re taking a picture with Woody Allen.

Update 2: According to tablehopper, he’s in town filming a new, untitled movie with Cate Blanchett, Alec Baldwin, and Louis C.K!

Countdown till a “Cate Blanchett having a beer at Zeitgeist” post.

Just had a jar of this golden ale made with rice, presumably to complement the quasi-Asian Namu menu. Magnolia brews some of the best beers in the city, so getting an exclusive from them is a pretty big deal. This bright, slightly bitter sunny-day ale is great for anyone who is sick of paying $9 for a 12 ounce bottle of Hitachino.

Been watching the Olympics and looking to get in on the action?  Check out the Halberstadt Fencers’ Club on 17th and S. Van Ness, which besides having one of the raddest murals in the neighborhood also serves as the training grounds for local Olympian Alexander Massialas!  The next time your dumb jock friends try to tell you that everyone in the Mission sucks at sports, ask them if anyone from the Marina is in the Olympics.  Touche!

[Photo by JASON ANFINSEN]

Previously:

• Don’t Fence Me In
• Fencing Is Emotional and Magical

Or maybe they were talking about the butter knife? Anyway, if you were being annoying at St. Francis this afternoon, you know who you are, I guess?

[via LLL]

These were submitted by Georgia McNamara via our Facebook timeline. See a few more here.

UPDATE: SFist spotted a similar bunch over in North Beach.