Everyone we talked to along the way said we absolutely needed to go to The Toronado. The San Fran locals we met on the bus to the festival, Justin from The Brewing Network, one of our airline industry friends from Chicago (completely unsolicited), and everyone else.
So we did. Ash and I drove around for about 30 minutes looking for parking after spending some time at a street fest in the Haight. But we eventually found somewhere to ditch the rental, used Google maps and walked to the bar.
It didn't disappoint. They've got a solid selection of drafts, are unapologetic on their curt service and cash-only policy and after settling in to your table, it slowly becomes apparent that this place has a certain patina. As in, "We were here before craft beer was called microbrew, you un-enlighted mofo. Glad you finally decided to join the cause."
I love these places. We're lucky enough to have The Map Room and The Hopleaf here in Chicago, and even the relative newcomer in The Local Option. The Palm Tavern (still no website) is where I had my angels and trumpets moment with beer. I'm sure there are more out there and I want to find them.
But if you're in San Fran, do yourself a favor and go here. Seriously.
(Original Photo from Flickr)
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