Melanie's link to Nancy Berry's post from about a year ago about brunch spots, in Melanie's post about Ocean Ave., reminded me that I have never tried Tyger's in Glen Park, and neither has hubby, despite his having lived more or less within walking distance for twelve years...
So, the post and the mention that Mexican breakfast items were good were the push we needed: hubby and I headed over this morning.
Tyger's passed the first test as we didn't have to wait in a crowd on the sidewalk to be seated for our breakfast, though at ten am we grabbed one of the last tables available. However, given how fast service is here, I imagine tables turn pretty quickly, even though we didn't feel rushed, were offered plenty of coffee refills and were encouraged to take our time when our bill was brought...
Tyger's certainly looks like it has been there a long while (as it has): old wooden tables and chairs, ceiling fans on high cielings, clapboard paneling, and a counter with stools next to the semi-open kitchen. The place has a friendly and neighborly appeal.
Coffee was brought immediately: it was merely mediocre, not dreadful, so maybe they've found a better blend....despite a full crowd our server (who also seemed to be in charged generally: the owner perhaps?) moved at lightning speed, and before we knew it orders were taken and food was brought!
I was hoping they might have huevos rancheros, but no such luck: the only Mexican-influenced items were a chicken chimicanga with eggs, a green chile omelet, and a special of beef enchiladas with eggs. There were a number of other blackboard specials, including Louisiana sausage with eggs, raisin walnut french toast, NY steak and eggs, country gravy and toast (but no biscuits...)
I ordered "Roberto's Special": the green chile omelet: the omelet was thin, nicely done; inside were barely cooked onions, chopped canned Ortegas (not that that is such a bad thing, I happen to like canned ortega chiles now and then, though I'd have preferred the whole to the chopped variety) and cheddar cheese, with red salsa that was quite picante, but probably from a jar. I skipped the offered sour cream. Not bad, but it wouldn't be my choice on a second visit.
Hubby's omelet was more succesful: ham and cheese, stuffed with nice sized chunks of very good quality smoky ham, with swiss cheese. Again, the omelette itself was thin and delicious. Hubby cleaned his plate.
Both orders came with home fries: russet potatoes that had probably been parboiled before being sliced, skins on, and cooked on the grill. Definitely home-like. As Nancy said, the rye toast was nothing special. The orange juice was fresh squeezed.
Total for two coffees, two omelets with toast and potatos, and one orange juice with tax and tip: $22.
We saw some outstanding looking pancakes, french toast and thick bacon and a nice fruit cup going to neighboring tables.
Not sure why it took so long to check the place out, but we will be back.
2798 Diamond St
San Francisco, CA