The other day, my friend and I ran into this new restaurant called The Corner. I immediately yelped it from my iPhone so I would know before I went in whether I liked it or not, which, according to other people’s reviews I did.
The place was kind of small, which I’m sure impacts the food in some way, but I haven’t figured out how yet. The vibe was cool though, I guess I just can’t get enough of partially exposed brick!? The SERVICE was GREAT. The waiter actually seemed like a real person and not a wind-up doll that existed solely for our benefit. He was nice without being all nice, and he knew a lot about stuff that was on the menu, and we were like, how does he know all that, and then we realized he probably gets paid to know that stuff and then we felt weird, but in a good way.
It’s in THE MISSION and we were totally afraid it was going to be packed with HIPSTERS. We hate HIPSTERS because they look so much better in their skinny jeans than we do. But, there was only like one, and he was about 60-years-old, so I guess he was a HIPPY or maybe even a BEATNIK, and I was so glad I had brought my high school copy of On The Road, which is like my favorite book even though I haven’t read it yet.
We ordered the cheese and charcuterie plates, because we LOVE cheese and charcuterie (meat!?) and each one was only $5 dollars!?. I had the cabernet, and my friend had a Lagunitas IPA. They were great although the beer could have been a little colder ya know? They really filled up that wine glass though, and if I wasn’t drunk before I wrote this review I definitely am now.
They had all these condiments that came with the cheeses like mustard, honey, almonds, and chutney, except we weren’t sure what to do with them, and then we had this AWESOME idea that they should make a little card that says what goes with what, like they do on the back of Jelly Belly bags!?
Then we asked the waiter if he would comp our drinks, because we were reviewing them for this little website called Yelp!. He said no, and we just looked at each other with the ‘someone just lost a star’ look. I mean, you don’t get to be Elite ’09 for nothing.