I walk down the stairs, letting the front gates of my apartment clink behind me. My feet fly up 2 steep San Francisco blocks and over four more, past the infamous painted ladies and the stunning view of San Francisco looming behind it. Normally, no matter where I’m going I take a pause here – – to breath in the city just for a moment, but not today. Today I am going to Black Sands and not even the allure of fog city will distract me.
Sun bounces off vats brewing creative craft beers for the revolving tap. The bright lower Haight venue is part gastropub, part cafe, part brewery, allowing it to transition perfectly from morning to night. The refreshing features marble counters, an open kitchen and sweeping back tapestries across the ceiling. On the weekdays it makes for an excellent office extension and on the weekends it’s the perfect spot to take in a leisurely brunch while taking in puppies on their way to Duboce.
A seasonally changing menu, features fare with inspiration from every corner of the globe. There’s always something new to peek your curiosity. The internal struggle between sticking with you favorite staples and branching out on the specials board is real.
This morning though, I won’t be distracted, I’ve got granola on the mind. The unassuming dish is brimming with creamy, salty, sweet, nutty goodness. Despite the tempting menu, pastries from Jane on Larkin and torta with house made chorizo and a pop of pickled onions, the house granola ($7) always has my heart. I’ve scoped out the scene from Sunset to SoMa and while there are some mighty fine granola’s hidden in the 7×7, I think Black Sands is the best granola SF has to offer.
The granola base isn’t overly oaty (the horrible fate of so many a hopeful granola). It’s also not too sweet. Just the right amount of honey lovin’. It’s chalk full of wholesome nuts, toasted coconut, bright dried cherries, poppy seeds and finished with an ever satisfying flaky sea salt. The star of the show- whatever seasonal fruit the market has in store.
The De La Paz Coffee is rich and satisfying, a reprieve from the tart acidity that seems to be the trend of many SF coffee houses.
Keepin’ it classic with bananas.
Bring on the berries!
Figs, plums and nectarines – Jackpot!!
Had enough of the granola porn?
Sink into one of these bad boys.