Last night Randall and I had to run some errands (why are we always
running errands on Friday night?) and afterwards we ended up at
haystack on 24th. We'd never been there before, but I've always wanted
to try their pizza. Haystack is such and old school family dining
place. It opened in 1972 and it feels like it. And I mean that in a
good way. I don't think there are many places like this in San
francisco. In fact I wonder I'd there are many places like this left
in the country. Mostly I felt like I had been transported to another
time.
while there we had extra thick wheat crust pizza with garlic and
basil. We also had some deep fried ravioli which we washed down with
fountain root beer. Because while beer and wine are great, root beer
just goes great with pizza.
speaking of great pairings, earlier that day I had tomato soup and
grilled cheese. Those two just go really well together and cafe
Madeline does a great job at them.
sidenote: I had hoped to go back to noncarbs and cheese today, but
we had so much leftover pizza it was carbs and cheese for me.
Sorry vegetarian pals, but this post is all about pig with crispy
faces and goats and lambs and rabbits and how I ate them all.
last night bloodhound hosted ryan farr and his crew who in turn
treated us all to a display of butchery and finely cooked bbq'd meats.
The night started off with great drinks (I had the 11th hour and
Randall had the Taylor something or other that included bacon infused
whiskey) and nommy chicharrones. Those treats were soon followed by
slices of goat and lamb. The first part of the carcass having already
been thrown in the grill.
next up were rabbit patties. They were succulent and flavorful, but
were sadly a little cold. After that we nibbled on more goat pieces
and then it was time for the main event: an 8 hour spit roasted pig
who had his face extra crisped up. And that was heavenly. The fat
melted in my mouth and the skin shattered with deliciousness. Mr. Farr
even kindly cut off the cheek for me when I asked for more skin.
after we gorged ourselves silly with pork, we decided it was time
to leave. Luckily we went out the back door where we saw them prepping
dessert. So we waited and then our patience was rewarded with bite
sized brownies and blondies dolloped with peanut butter and topped
with bacon.
overall it was a great evening of eating. Even if
they did have to slaughter a petting zoo to do so. Sidenote: the
actual name of the event was "petting zoo". I didn't make that part
up.
