Today after taking Almanzo’s* mother to the airport (she was visiting this weekend from Texas), we brunched at a fine San Francisco establishment, The Tipsy Pig. We had heard from our friends, Ali and Ryan, that this place was delicious and seeing as Ryan is a chef I trust his word. Plus, it was called The Tipsy Pig…why wouldn’t we go?
Upon walking in, my heart began to melt.
Books, glorious books!
I almost lost it right there and then. Thankfully, I was pulled along by a lovely server who sat us at a quaint table outside on the patio.
We both ordered iced teas. I looked longingly at the cool people all around us sipping champagne, bloody mary’s and Sauvignon Blanc. I wanted to be cool, too. But it was Sunday morning, for crying out loud!
Actually I would drink on a Sunday morning. I’m just cheap, that’s all.
As for my food, I went in for the kill. I had to do it. I saw it and there was no going back.
That would be the grilled cheese breakfast sandwich with a frittata, ham and cheddar inside with hash browns on the side. It’s not something I’d usually order but I was feeling pretty spunky.
Almanzo ordered the pulled pork, a wise and natural choice.
And I threatened to use force if he didn’t get a side of sweet potato fries.
LORD. Those sweet potato fries.
Sorry, I’m done.
My sandwich was delicious but I think the hash browns beat it. It’s been ages since I’ve had hash browns the old school way like this and every crunchy, greasy, salty bite was total and complete bliss.
I loved the way they presented the bill!
Let it be noted that I didn’t even finish the sandwich (I ate a little more than half) and it STILL continued to sit in my belly like a rock for the next eight hours. No kidding. It’s pushing seven o’clock here now and I’m still not hungry. And that’s not normal.
However, you probably will want to check back later this evening because I’m preparing a pretty epic meal tonight. Or, you may not want to check back later. Things might get ugly. I don’t even know who I am anymore.
*After much thought, I’ve decided that “the boy” needed a more manly-man name on the blog. And who’s more manly than Almanzo, I ask you? There.
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Haha….Almanzo…that’s funny.
But why not just call him Adam
Yeah… I mean, he’s already been “outed.” Why not just call him by his real name?
I agree…maybe we’re not being creative enough!
Funny “Almanzo”,def better than “the boy”….but I am pulling for” Adam “or “the man”!
(otherwise I am thinking L H on the Prairies too much, and start drifting to Michael Landon, Melissa Gilbert,etc…..a little too Hollywood and not Adamly enough! ha
Hahaha well you don’t know this guy…he’s way more Little House than Hollywood….and that’s why I like him
I think Adam is a great name. It also happens to be my boyfriends name and i refer to him as such. But Almanzo cracks.me.up! you should create a new “A” name every week to keep us on our toes
That’s what I meant Jenna…..just that my mind goes to the darn tv series-ugh! Liked the book a lot more!!
Seriously though,just think Adam is a lovely name for a lovely sounding guy! Adam over Almanzo any day in my books…but that’s the thing,it’s NOT my “book” (ie blog!)
Cheers!
PS Ooops ,just scrolled down and saw that Adam wants to be called Almanzo…..hey, that’s his perogative
i really like the strawberry fields drink at the tipsy pig! get it every time we head out in the marina.
Almanzo! How fun! An avid fan of Grey’s Anatomy, I probably would have “Mc-ed” my boy something in this situation. McAlmanzo perhaps
WOW!!! That’s something you don’t see every day… hope it was a great sandwich!
Oh, I agree on “McAlmanzo” That’s super hot
Lol your posts get weirder every day. This is clearly why I love you. And Almanzo.
When are you coming to visit me?!?!?!?
Love the Almanzo reference! At least the first letter is the same! Hope you had a great weekend! That brunch looked awesome!
Almanzo is completely awesome – cracks me up!
Almanzo, that’s funny. Takes me right to LHP. I wonder how he likes being called Almanzo and referenced to LHP.
Love the manly name
I interned for 18 Rabbits in San Fran, I just returned home a couple weeks ago, and we sold our granola to the Tipsy Pig! GREAT place for breakfast, too
Ha! I call my boy “the boy” as well—- even in real life lol… I love the silliness and the photographs in your posts the last few months. Really beautiful all around
manly men deserve manly nicknames. along with man-wiches and sweet potato fries.
epic meals (at home and out) are my specialty. let’s start a club.
Those hashbrowns remind me of McDonald’s breakfasts when I was little – delicious? Yes. Sit in my stomach for hours upon hours? Of course.
I would say enjoy your splurge!
I’ve been ordering out of the ordinary choices lately and loving it! But yes, sometimes they sit heavy in my stomach, too. Sweet potato fries should be eaten at least once a week.
That place looks amazing, did the older books smell amazing? Am I weird that I love the smell of books? That’s part of their charm! I think Sunday mornings are required to start with a decadent breakfast. It’s only fair.
Haha. I shamelessly love(d) LHP and I seriously don’t think anyone has been named Almanzo since eh, 1890?
The real question is, if “the boy” could choose his own manly name, what would it be?
Actually, Almanzo was HIS choice. I promise.
Simple decor like that makes me think I’m eating at home
nothing beats good sweet potato fries, for seriousss
oh my – wonderful indeed!
Hi Jenna,
Sorry for asking what I am certain is a repeat question, but could you tell me what camera you use? Mine officially bit the dust a few weeks back and I’m in the market for a new one. Thanks so much!
Love sweet potato fries
I’ll have to look up The Tipsy Pig when I go to the city….maybe next week when my cousin is here visiting from Southern CA – we have a S.F. shopping day lined up. Have a great night!!
Love’s Adam’s alias: Almanz-O!!
Triple wowza to those sweet potato fries!!
And I like the new name for “the boy”
Mucho sophisticato! haha.
hahaha, I love this post
Gotta eat hash browns and sweet potato fries every now and then!
that’s hilarious that you’ve named him almanzo for the blog! and you’re right about those sweet potato fries…i will likely have some sweet, sweet dreams about them now
I am so jealous and so happy for you that you went to the Tipsy Pig. I have seen it on the Food Network and fell in love. I love the nickname Almonzo. Of course Laura on LH always called him Manly. If you remember Mary’s husband on LH was Adam and their brother was Albert. Nothing like being at home and cooking a manly meal. My husband makes me mashed potatoes and meatloaf. We are both great cooks but he shows his love by cooking for me.
I LOVE the name Almanzo. So manly. Adam is a very fine name too–but everyone calls him that. It’s romantic to anoint
sweethearts with something special. Jackie called JFK Bunny am sure he’d have preferred Almanzo.
The food looks so delish.
Dang, that place looks like they serve up some good potatoes!
Sweet name – I bet he loves it!
OH LORDY. Those sweet potato fries look AH-MAY-ZING!
Want.
I am thankful for yet another Laura Ingalls Wilder reference. Keep ‘em coming, girl.
There is definitely no one more manly than Alamanzo. After all, she did call him “Manly.”
I’m all about Almanzo! Haha even though we know his real name now, it makes him sound mysterious, like your Spanish conquistador
That restaurant looks adorable! And holy cow, that’s quite a sandwich. I don’t think a meal has ever held me over for that long before – not even 3 plates of Thanksgiving dinner!
*sigh* Almanzo was my first literary love. There have been many more, but he’ll always be my first.
I love the Tipsy Pig — those sweet potato fries are insane! Mm. Good burgers, too.
Tipsy Pig is awesome, but better for brunch. It can get a little d-bag-ish after dark! I’ve had both of the entrees you guys went with and I can attest to the amazing quotient of those hash browns. Wasn’t the little pig wrapper adorable? You did get a pig wrapper, I hope…