There are some things in life that never change. One in particular is the necessity for brunch after a late night of going out.
Deciding whether to stay in SF or head back to Palo Alto for brunch last weekend was easy when a friend asked if we’d join at Don Pistos. Part of Telegraph Hill, this Mexican spot is cozied into what appears to be a small area suitable for 50 dinners; however, there is a whole downstairs area for a few bigger parties. Inside, the exposed brick gives off a nice vibe alongside some chill yet upbeat jams. This has been coined one of the popular brunch spots and we could certainly attest to this by having to sit at the bar.
Upon sitting down, you are given chips with salsa verde. The chips are like crack — salted and fried to perfection — so watch out. Arriving with my stomach not perfectly in tact from the night before, they were a nice touch. I did not touch the salsa verde but the rest of the party attested to its greatness. Even more, they loved the guacamole.
My meal really started with the young coconut. This drink helped rejuvenate me from the festivities the night prior. Thankfully, I started to feel better as my breakfast burrito filled with chorizo, queso oaxaca, eggs, rice, beans, and arbol came out. I am usually one to order scrambled eggs or french toast, so it was a bit risky for me to change the norm and order the burrito, yet, I couldn’t have been happier with my decision.
Also ordered were the carnitas tacos and the pork tamales with arbol chile and crema. I could not stomach much more but I was happy I took a bite out of these two dishes. I would definitely get the tamales next time around.