Before eating at Muracci’s Japanese Grill for number 16 on the list, I didn’t realize that Japanese curry existed. I’m not sure how authentic the katsu curry is, but it was delicious, and the culinary scene at Muracci’s was comical, so it was worth my trip downtown.
Murracci’s is a like a high-end fast food joint where the more serious Financial District San Franciscans eat during their five minute lunch breaks. Fast food, because, well, it comes out fast and only in to-go containers… high-end because there are little Japanese women cooking individual orders at lightning speed with giant woks in a miniscule kitchen. And like the Muracci pimp, a little Japanese man stands at the head of the line taking down customers’ orders and yelling them to his women in the kitchen.
Once Julia and my food emerged, we were lucky enough to snag one of the many two tables in the cramped space… otherwise we would have been sent out into the streets only to sit on the sidewalk watching wannabe New Yorkers rush around on their cell phones.
But we ate our to-go food in. My katsu curry consisted of a breaded and fried pork chop accompanied by the most beautiful golden brown sweet and savory curry and sweet little bits of pickled vegetable heaven. The pork was delicious. Why? Because anything fried is automatically delicious. That, and dipping it in my curry and pickled vegetables was a spicy, sweet, and refreshing combo.
After snagging a photo of the giddy women chefs and their pimp, Julia and I headed to Bi Rite Creamery to cool our palates.
As 7x7 commanded me to do, I ordered the salted caramel ice cream, number 35 on the list. After my slightly boring Humphrey Slocombe experience, I was hoping for something a little more note worthy. Humphrey Slocombe only reinforced my boredom with ice cream where I feel I must force myself through the last half of a cone. The salted caramel ice cream at Bi Rite, however, was exciting up until the very last bite.
Foods that try to be interesting either suck or are extremely successful. My Secret Breakfast ice cream was on the sucky side. Bi Rite’s unique ice cream flavors do not suck. The flavors explode on one’s palette and make a baby sized cone look sad and depressing. I decided that anytime I spot an ice cream flavor that involves salt, I will eat it.
