I haven’t seen Halloween in the Mish, but I’m sure it’s awesome. I am envisioning hundred of kids of all ages running around with candy and costumes and a whole lot of high-fiving.
From what I can tell, the most popular costume for kiddos in the Mish is The Pimp. This costume is so popular that stores are selling them eight months early. Check the photos.
Kiddos are pimps too.
Golden pimp-stache.
Get your pimp ‘stumes now before they sell out!
The Mish seems to be a meat lover’s paradise. I walked into this corner store called “That’s it” in order to get a bottle of Coca-cola. What I found was a nice lady at a counter frying up some tasty looking food. Looking back at the sign, I should have guessed.
Phone Cards, Liquor, ATM, Deli, Sandwiches, Coffee, World Largest Tortas Cubana, and that's it?
A Torta Cubana is a sandwich. It’s a big sandwich. It’s a gigantic sandwich. And this modestly named corner store claims to have the “World Biggest.” In the sammy you will find: breaded steak, hot dog(s), bacon, fried eggs, cheese, ham, chorizo (Mexican sauce, ew!), sour cream, extra-thick mayonnaise, jalapenos and who knows what else. Sound disgusting? Maybe so. But if you’re a meat lover, it might be hard for you to resist. So come on down to THAT’S IT and bring a friend. You’ll need them to help you eat it or to carry you home.
For reference, this plate is 14 inches across and the hot sauce bottle is a foot high.
If the Torta Cubana sounds like too much for you, they also offer deep fried quesadillas.
Last night I found this GREAT little boutique on 26th and Valencia… I couldn’t even believe the cush prices for such one-of-a-kind gear.
DESIGNER LABELS, PEOPLE!
Need some super-indie decor for your stude? Check this noise out:
Costs less than a Seitan Chicken Salad!
Is that a spatula in your pocket?
I forgive you too... For not being on my wall yet!
Free Lamp with Purchase of Hair Dye
If you’re still not convinced that this is the best store ever, there’s nothing more I can do for you. Oh, except maybe this:
The guy on Capp St. would only give me 25% off...
On the corner of Valencia and 26th (street, not avenue), there is a pretty classy little restaurant called the “South End Grill ‘n’ Bar.” I think the name is a reference to Boston because there’s a clover on the bar across the street, or maybe because it’s south of Market street?
In any case, this place didn’t look too busy last night. I was tempted to go in just so I could chow down on a $20 steak while drinking a $1.75 beer. Worth it? Might have been. Pair that beer with their $3 quesadillas, and you really have something!
I learned this pairing at sommelier school
So stoked! Reader Heidi is officially the first person to enter our first for realz “Mish Competish” !!!
Can't believe SFPD hasn't thought of this one yet!
HELLA MISH <3 TO HEIDI! (And in answer to your question: Si!)
Send us some hilarity for a chance to win, Mish-Peeps!
There is one urge I consistently feel after a long night of libations in The Mish: the need for a $15, awesomely complicated veggie burger that is too large for my mouth.
The Mish really does make dreams come true. Urbun Burger (17th and Valencia) has stepped up to the plate:
Speak again, bright angel?!
I do have some questions, though, Urbun Burger… One of your super burger flippers was taking a sidewalk break with a pack o’ Parliament Lights, and his company schwag all seemed to be misspelled. In fact, the giant logo on his t-shirt read, “URBAN BURGER.”
DISAPPEARING PUNS? I don’t know what to think.
I guess I really have egg on my face now. Due to the notoriously poor lighting on the Muni, I have been slapdash in my “celebs-in-SF” identifications. Thanks to reader K Knowles-Pearce for kindly helping to set the record straight! 
Forgive me, sir.
Your friend,
Alice
I discovered this secret taco spot in the Mish. I forget the exact name… Cachanallia? Something like that? I don’t remember. It’s somewhere near Treat street, which is a street with an awesome name.
Check out the menu below. The first thing that stands out to me is Tripas, or GuTs in English. That’s just about the worst think I can think of to put in a taco. I’m not a big fan of Sesos either, which is apparently beef brain. To that I say: WHAT ARE YOU THINKING, THE MISH?! That’s how you get mad cow disease! And also gross: Ojo (eye taco?!) It watches you eating it!
One goat barf taco, please!
This place also has something called “Chorizo” which means “Mexican Sauce”. I would prefer not to have a taco that has “Mexican Sauce” as the main topping. In fact, no “Mexican Sauce” on anything I eat, please.
If you ever find yourself craving the taste of an entire cow’s head, I’d recommend the sonreír: that’s cabeza, lengua, sesos, and ojo in a cow hide taco. Mish delish.
Snap that tap! (get 'em!)
This place is great, and I’m so glad I found it. It’s a few doors down from our fave movie destination, The Roxie. Just look for the pool table and the be-geared “Gestalt” logo. When you get there, plunk yourself down on a bar stool and order a beefy (OR VEGAN!) sausage and a fancy beer. If you are riding your bike, no problem! There are some bike-hooks on the wall that are rarely used, so hang-er-up and enjoy!
The bartenders are not to be trifled with, so be sure to tip. I saw a beefy bartender rip the metal handle right off the Napa Smith Pale Ale tap, spraying delicious beer everywhere. The Napa is RIP until they either get a welder or a decent bike mechanic to fix that tap. So if you’re in the mood for a pale, try the Sierra Nevada… mmmm.
One awesome perk of Gestalt: above the bar TVs. Not a fan of Olympic hockey? No problem! Just avoid tilting your head upwards! When the game is over, the TVs are turned off.
It's the orange that makes it
The art on the wall is pretty sweet, and affordable, too! After a couple liters of Leffe, I was almost ready to fork over the shillings for one of those beautiful fabric silhouette pieces.
The single unisex bathroom boasts some really fantastic design. You can tell a lot of thought and effort was put into giving this a “dirty south dive bar” kind of feel. And the whole “Bring Your Own TP” thing is a nice touch, too. Well done!
Real "Dirty South"
Alice Armstrong
Robby Aberdeen