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Beignet Weekend!

Haven't had a beignet since I was wee, but we just got home from Rodgers Coffee & Tea, which makes New Orleans style beignets fresh in the morning on weekends. The owner, a very nice elderly gentleman, said he used to make the beignets with buttermilk, but switched to soy milk to suit the tastes of his large vegan customer base. Personally, I think the lack of buttermilk takes the slightest bit away from its flavour, which lacks just that slightest hint of richness without buttermilk, but beignets are almost 100% fat and sugar, so they're terrifyingly rich anyway. Still! Beignets! Covered in powdered sugar! Among the few food groups I will eat covered in powdered sugar! (Maybe once a month, or three.)

Boggling amount of different organic coffees -- very, very good coffees. His scanner_darkly-ness says this is the best coffee he's had in the city, and he knows that subject better than me. They also have a nice-looking selection of teas. I had a hard time deciding whether I wanted tea or coffee, specifically their Assam or homemade Chai mix (which stressed they were doing North Indian-style). Ended up having the Terrific Turkish, with a hint of optional cardamamom. Seth had #7, something with a hint of chocolate. Terrific Turkish was very Turkish, in that it was very strong, had a Guiness-like bitter aftertaste and a very sharp tang of cardamom. It was nice, but I should've probably gotten a small rather than a large, since it was strong enough, after half a cup (served with heavy cream and sugar, mmmm), I could actually feel my skull tightening up for a migraine. Seth kindly traded his cup for mine. #7, whatever it is, is very nice. Had the loveliest hint of chocolate, which brought out the flavour of good coffee beans. Most mocha-chocolate-flavoured coffees I've had in SF seemed to overpower the beans with the chocolate. This most certainly didn't.

Yesterday, we went off to try Yamo, which I wanted to visit since moving here a year ago. This is a greasy hole-in-the-wall Burmese big wok noodle place, that is exactly as I have just described it. When we walked in, we scooted round to the back next to a couple of big, beary biker dudes, and for a while, couldn't figure out if service involved us shouting our orders to the cook. The three elderly ladies shuffling behind the counter next to massive woks are awesome and quite amusing to listen to. They spoke in Cantonese to each other, and a minimalist form of English to the customers. We did eventually get our orders in. The big, beary biker dudes next to us looked like regulars, and turned out to be really nice people. I asked what salad it was they had, since it looked good. (Answer: Mango Salad -- looks like a redder version of Thai kerabu.) After that, things just went really well. I chalk up sitting next to fearsome-looking big, beary dudes that worry even my husband who turn out to be well-spoken, super nice polite people another reason I like this city.

I got the chicken noodle soup, which from Yelp photos looked like laksa. Husband got the Yamo House Noodles (chicken). The menu and setup resembled something I'd go to in Malaysia for good noodles, because really, the best noodles are always from greasy hole-in-the-walls where you can see the giant wok going up in flames on the stove. Husband was still vaguely worried about the concept in general, until our food arrived. Chicken noodle soup turned out to be laksa, except everywhere in place of regular broth in their soup's base, they added coconut milk. It was very tasty, but as rich as some French cream sauces I've tried, so I may get something else next time. Noodles at this place tend to mean Japanese yellow noodles, the kind that is like a thicker ramen, though I've heard you can ask for hor fun (flat rice noodles) as well. Husband's food took a little longer to get to the table, but it was also really tasty. Same yellow noodles stir fried with a topping of chicken in dry fried garlic dressing. Very garlicky and good. They also had grass jelly drink (which I had), and soy milk, which definitely complete the greasy big wok noodle experience.

Within ten minutes of sitting down (we got in about a quarter to six on Saturday), the place developed a line of hipsters, which I just found funny. This does not look like a hipster joint (isn't Valencia another two blocks out?). Hipster couple who sat next to us vaguely confused the cook with requests for tofu instead of chicken in their Chicken Salad. The lady who took the order started yelling to her co-cook in Cantonese, "Hey, when did we have this on our menu?" To which the other cook, who was busy tossing something on the stove, replied, "Who cares? They're paying!"

I started guffawing into my bowl at that point.

Very much coming back here too, as I'm curious about their Tea Salad (lots of vinegar squirted into it though, I noticed), or perhaps the beef version of the House Noodles. Also a very cheap place to eat. All dishes average around $5.25. Now all I have to figure out is why there aren't any (Hong Kong) Cantonese big woks near where I live. The quest for egg sauce hor fun continues.