
Greasy spoon meets Vietnamese noodle house at San Francisco’s legendary Sixth Street landmark, Tu Lan. Scuttling in off the gritty street, past the riff raff and into the cramped little dive, overwhelmed you rarely notice someone ushering you to a free seat. As you walk in the open kitchen is on your left with a classic diner style yellow countertop running along side it. To the right of the grill is a stack of dry chow mien noodles that reaches to the ceiling. Once graced by the presence of Julia Child, Tu Lan has forever memorialized the event with a picture of the culinary legend eating a bowl of their noodles on the cover of every one of their yellow laminated menus. Assortments of utensils are on the table for fork and chopstick users alike. Their iced coffee is served with flare; a drip coffee filter full of dripping coffee rests on top of a glass with condensed milk at the bottom. After the coffee has finished dripping you pour the concoction into a glass of ice that they provide and enjoy full caffeination. If the old-fashioned charm of the place doesn’t get you hooked, the enormous servings, the crisp vegetables, the zing of fresh ginger, and the cheap prices will. Eat here. It will save your life.
2 comments:
will do. there are few things that i love more than vietnamese drip coffee.
You had me at Julia Child.
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