The pack was growling at each other on a Sunday morning, with the blood-curdling cry of "Pancakes!" in the air. I don't know if there's anybody who's still on dial-up besides me, but it makes this site an unbelievable exercise in slow-loading frustration. Maybe it's the computer-illiterate who set up the damn thing, but in using Control-F to search for "best breakfast", I had to uncheck the little box for "search from the top" every single time. Why is that? That's so counter-intuitive. Why in hell would I want to search from the top every single time?
Finally, with the background transformation into thankless blood-sucking wolves almost complete, I gave up and went to Google, where in ten seconds I accessed an article, "Citysearch 10 best breakfasts in SF 2003" or something like that. It was with more than a bit of trepidation that I noticed that McDonald's was on Citysearch's list, but I chalked that up to corporate Google-bombing. The top spot was occupied by The Beach Chalet.
Now I know that just then, some foodista just put his or her nose firmly in the air and went "Tourist trap!" But I like the darn place. I don't know why. I know it's full of noisy tourists. I know the food is questionable. But the view, the exhibits downstairs, the beach right across the street--hey, it's kinda fun, OK? Also I called them and they let me make a timed reservation (as of my call instead of stuck on the waiting list when we got there), which in this day of 30-minute waits at favorite neighborhood places that don't take reservations sounded good in theory, and worked well in practice.
So Food Dog Man packed Food Dog Wife, Child and Dog into the newly-bought camper-shell truck and headed out there. I won't bore you with the details of the breakfast except to say that I got into a bit of an extended discussion with the waiter as to why the "Citrus" smoothie was pink--name a pink citrus except pink grapefruit, and this thing didn't taste like grapefruit--but the thing that really killed us was that we locked Food Dog Dog into the truck beforehand and, wandering around afterwards, we stumbled into the nicely appointed fresh-air Park Chalet, which seems to have recently opened in back of the Beach Chalet. People had their dogs with them! They were sitting contentedly under the table (the dogs, of course), just as Food Dog Dog would have, given the chance. Evidently this place hasn't gotten listed with www.dogfriendly.com yet, a place I recommend for people who like to vacation with their dogs at crummy beat-up hotels. We could've eaten al fresco in a beautiful garden setting, without smelly automobile fumes being propelled in our faces like at Park Chow, in Golden Gate Park, without torturing Food Dog Dog by locking him in the truck!
We took a look at the menu, which seemed promising (no pancakes, though; kinda more brunchy/lunchy). Has anybody in this estimable meeting of the minds sampled thereof? Please leave all impressions in a reply post.