San Francisco: Cafe de la Presse

A Letter from San Francisco:

I met Christine, the woman who taught me never to say no to champagne, for breakfast at Café de la Presse. While we were looking at the menu we kept thinking about ordering a little bubbly but then Christine had to go to work and I had to catch a flight. So we behaved ourselves.

It’s interesting: They serve their lattes in big bowls (I’ve never really liked that idea; the coffee gets cold too quickly) and although Christine ordered a double and I ordered a single, what they brought to the table looked identical in size. Maybe Christine got a double shot of espresso? But they tasted the same, too (we switched).

Anyway, the thing to get here, for breakfast anyway, is the Oeufs à la Norvégienne: smoked salmon eggs Benedict. With a side order of crispy bacon if you’re feeling particularly hungry (I was).

Café de la Presses, 352 Grant Ave., San Francisco.

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