Bouncer Breakfasts in Sin at the Pork Store Cafe

Categories: Bouncer

Thumbnail image for Thumbnail image for Thumbnail image for bouncer logo.jpg
From this week's Bouncer column:

... So anyway, I'm at a barbecue at my cousin's house, and every circle of people I introduce myself to is talking about how Jesus is working in their lives. A big guy is holding barbecue tongs in one hand and a Snapple in the other and talking about sin, which is my favorite topic besides the idea that the world is only 6,000 years old. "There is no such thing as alcoholism," he says, waving the tongs back and forth as if they were a Greek chorus of agreement. "It's just sin and weakness." Immediately intrigued, I ask if that means there is no such thing as a physical addiction to booze -- or anything else, for that matter. He skipped over this and said that he used to be an "alcoholic," but after he found God, he quit drinking -- so it's just sin.

I have been working on what I will say to him if our paths cross again. Lord knows I have been invited to their church in Walnut Creek enough times. But I wonder what it would be like to go to a bar and see everyone there as big ol' sinners. It's hard enough to be a young-Earther and be bombarded with people trying to tell you that the Grand Canyon is more than six million years old, that we evolved from apes, and that there is a biological link to the whole Adam and Steve thing. But people are drinking everywhere. All the time. You can't avoid it.

Last week I returned to an odd place in the Mission to encounter just that. I had eaten there a week prior, and found it to be probably the most tasteless, boring, and bland meal I have ever had in the city. Yes, I am referring to the Pork Store on 16th Street. It has a few things going for it, such as that you can eat breakfast at any time and you can sit outside --but you can say the same thing about my house. Another odd thing I noticed was the bar inside. When you walk in the front door, there is a big dining room on the left and some seats on your immediate right, but then in the back on the right there is a long bar that is stuck there like an afterthought. It's as though the place came with a full-bar liquor license so the owners said, what the heck, let's put one in.

I sat at a stool and felt very exposed. Maybe it was the "you are a sinner" stuff, but everyone who walked in glanced at me and the others at the bar (there were about four of us, give or take -- there seemed to be some staff members on break). Maybe it was the juxtaposition of breakfast fare and alcohol that made it feel clandestine. That's the thing about sin: It makes you feel superguilty or super-turned-on, which explains a lot about the Catholic Church.

A guy and girl next to me seemed pretty far into some sort of bender, though this is not the kind of place you visit to do such things. Surely this was but a stop on their journey. They were quite affectionate, and I'm guessing not married. I will agree with the barbecue guy that drinking is a slippery slope that leads to still more sinful acts. But if running through the streets singing Robyn's "Tell Your Girlfriend" at the top of my lungs, bottomless in a parka with smeared lipstick all over my face, is wrong, then I don't want to be right...

... continue reading this week's Bouncer column.

----
Follow us on Twitter @SFAllShookDown, follow Katy St.Clair @BouncerSF, and like us at Facebook.com/SFAllShookDown.

Location Info

Venue

Map

Pork Store Cafe

1451 Haight, San Francisco, CA

Category: Restaurant

My Voice Nation Help
1 comments
Flemingrandolph
Flemingrandolph

On the topic of 'Young Earthers' and other unbearable X-tians..it makes me think of a quote/comment I once heard  : "The Romans should have fed all those a**holes to the lions."

Now Trending

From the Vault

 

Drink

San Francisco Event Tickets
©2014 SF Weekly, LP, All rights reserved.
Loading...