Posted by Jim Carroll on Thursday, June 21, 2007 at 07:23:17 :
In Reply to: "Going Downtown" posted by Pamela Storm on Thursday, July 07, 2005 at 10:41:39 :
Actually, at that time (the 60s) I was working at the Post Office and had returned to San Francisco State. I had a "foot collection" route by the "Big E" and hid out to study in the Cable Car Tailors (because a truck would also be picking up). That was up Ellis and Powell.
But that is not the reason for reacting, it was Foster's - also known as Fosteers the Famous French Restaurant, otherwise known as the Tile Room. Toasted English Muffins and Tuna Fish. Not that stuff we get in the cans today (but I am sure their's came in cans) but large chunks of white meat slathered in butter that dripped down your sleeve while you munched on it.
Yes, that was the stuff of wonderment.
Used to go over to Bernstein's, the place on Powell that had the Ship's "pointy end" and have either a real crab louis or a bowl of crab chowder. There were some really good eating places at reasonable prices, that at least I could afford with a family and going to grad school.
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