Tuesday, February 23, 2016

The Stinking Rose | SF, CA

Well, 3 Million Dollars later and I have my Macbook back. Which means that I'm up and running and finally have access to my pictures again from the Super Bowl. Hurrah to that and I can't wait to post this week because it was so d*mn fun. But i'd like to separate one experience of that week from the herd to highlight our meal at "The Stinking Rose" in North Beach. Just because it comes with a little bit of its own story.
Many moons ago when I was probably around 11, my Dad came back to Portland from San Francisco on a business trip. He had had a delay of flights getting home after an eventful work week and he was just plain exhausted and pretty grumpy. I generally would have left him alone save for the fact that I was young and my dad just plain stunk. He reeked. From head to toe, his skin was oozing with the smell of stinking garlic. And my equally immature sister and I couldn't stop making fun of him all evening for it. Through gritted teeth as he likely prayed for some peace and quiet instead of these bounding little girls hurling insults, he did explain that the stench was because he had taken a client to "The Stinking Rose". This is a restaurant in San Francisco's Italian hood (North Beach) that infuses heavy garlic into everything on the menu. Everything. Every.Single.Thing. Pesto? Yup! Ravioli? You betcha. Ice Cream? But of course. So if you enjoy having some food with your garlic, it's definitely the place for you.

We were so annoying to him and he was so exhausted that evening that it's been kind of a famed memory for the three of us. And when Jay and I moved down to San Francisco last summer, I told my Dad that I would wait to break [garlic] bread at this restaurant until he came to visit me. So on their first night in SF, we did precisely just that.
^I took this picture of my dad and the restaurant and sent it to my sister right away for laughs. Look at that pretty city back there!
^They aren't kidding.
^One of my super pet-peeves is that people (non-Italians) always correct me when I say the word "gnocchi" even though I say it the way my Italian Nana taught me when we made it together... aka the proper way. So because we're talking about Italian food here and because another patron kept telling me I was saying it incorrectly and didn't believe me until the owner confirmed my version AND I'm watching "Teen Mom" as I type and Amber just said it incorrectly- I would like to take this moment to educate any naysayers about the proper pronunciation- HERE. Phew. Feels good to get that off my chest.
^I am Italian on my mom's side so we do most of the Italianesque stuff with her. It was fun to be in that environment with my Dad this time.
^Hey, good looking.
^Are you a bulbs or butt man?
^I got the Chicken and Asparagus Pasta: Fettuccine, Roasted Tomatoes, Pine Nuts, Asparagus and Chicken.
^Happy Jay.
^Everyone ate their food so fast, it was next to impossible to get a picture of it! Boo.
^We do not know these people but one of the guys wanted to get a group shot of all the Broncos fans who happened to be eating at The Stinking Rose. It made my family pretty excited to be around so many kindred spirits and it was a fun environment to get caught-up in on their first night in the city with the game days away.

So could you handle The Stinking Rose? Depends. If you don't like garlic at all, I would steer clear as it is completely unavoidable here and has a really strong presence. It's not pesto with a hint of garlic, it's pesto FULL of garlic. But if you can stomach that, I'd say it's definitely up your alley as the entire experience is very different from most restaurants. The spot stays true to its roots and the cuisine is pretty unrivaled in taste and creativity. I just wouldn't recommend it for a weekend trip with a relatively new boyfriend or girlfriend. The place is best visited with people who can stomach your garlic breath.

Or with your daughter who still laughs years later when she thinks of that night when you smelled so, so, so badly and were such a big grouch.

The Stinking Rose
Located in San Francisco's Little Italy in North Beach
325 Columbus Ave. | San Francisco | CA | 94133
Website Here

Mangiamo!
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11 comments:

Pat Hatt said...

haha not sure I could stomach that much garlic. But just look at those bulbs lol it does look like a great place to eat.

SMD @ lifeaccordingtosteph said...

I love your history with The Stinking Rose, glad you got to go with your dad! I also love that someone wanted a photo of all the fans. That's awesome.

How do people say gnocchi? I don't think I've ever paid attention to the incorrect pronunciations!

Ashley @ The Wandering Weekenders said...

The Stinking Rose sounds so delicious, and I'm bummed that we missed out on last time we were in San Francisco! Chris and I love garlic, so I know that we would fit right in with this restaurant. That's so awesome that you got to visit it with your dad when he was in town for the Super Bowl, especially because it holds so many memories for you!

lil desiqua said...

I've never been to SF, but when I go, I'm stopping here first! Love the family story and that you waited for your dad to visit before going there!

Kristen @ See You In A Porridge said...

so, i LOVE garlic. like we add garlic to everything (okay, not ice cream). if it calls for like one tiny bit of garlic i'm like ALL THE GARLIC. obviously this sounds like my kind of place. loved the story of you all insulting your dad though, so awesome you were able to go back!

i'm intrigued by how you pronounce gnocchi! i am not italian, but my aunty married an italian and i grew up with that whole italian side and spent all my christmases with them, so i kind of feel italian (but not really at all lol).

Kate at Green Fashionista said...

First of all yayyyy for getting your macbook back! And secondly... this place sounds amazing! I would put garlic in everything if I could, and know I'd love their food. LOL at your poor dad after his business trip, totally something my brother and I would have done to our parents too :-P
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Emily said...

I'm a big fan of garlic but I know too much of it has a stench. Such a great story behind the restaurant of choice and that you waited for him to visit before checking out the restaurant.

Hanz R said...

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julie @ jewelswandering.com said...

AHAHA I can imagine you two annoying your dad...! What a champ! And OMG, I would love to go here, I can't get enough of garlic!! I guess I'll never be a vampire. sigh.

Amanda - Voyage of the MeeMee said...

Oh my goodness, your Dad is adorable! lololol
I put garlic on everything so this is definitely my kind of place!

Karrine Beasley said...

I can't believe someone actually makes those pronunciation videos, but had to watch to it to check and I say right, boooo yeah!
As for the restaurant, I wanna go! Loveeeeee garlic!! :)