What WhhhhATttt Lers Ros?

I don't understand what this sign says, they tell me the restaurant's called Lers Ros, but it doesn't really matter when I sit down to eat here. What I do know, is that I love Lers Ros. They know me, I’m a regular here. When I pass the servers on the street that know me, we smile and wave. You can find it on Larkin between Ellis and O‘farrell. Before Lers Ros, I had been going two extra blocks to Thai House Express to get me some yum yums. My staple there was Pad See-Ew, pan-fried flat noodles with chicken and broccoli. I was a regular there too.

But it all changed when Lers Ros opened. My go to, have-to-have, the pork belly (#62), crispy on the outside, spicy and delicious. Lers Ros, made me okay with spicy, made me need spicy.

The Pork Belly



The Raw Prawns Salad



One of my favorites, is in the salad section of the menu, (# 15) raw prawns in lime dressing with chilies, mint and lime dressing. They also have whole sea bass (# 112) in lime juice with chopped chilies. The menu is so extensive, I haven’t even scratched the surface. Other items include, fried garlic frog appetizer, great beef, pork and chicken dishes, as well as, curries, soups and plenty of rice and veggie plates.

Open 11am-midnight.

But, it’s not over. One day, not too long ago, I’m walking along, headed to Hayes Valley, criss-crossing along the way, and what do I see…deception!



WHhhhhhhAAaaaatttt is THIS?! Lers Ros in Hayes Valley! No way! It can’t be true. I’m sad and confused. I feel betrayed!

I've come to an uneasy understanding: It was bound to happen, with such awesome food. It must expand to accommodate its hungry guests. Let’s just hope that Hayes Valley appreciates you as much as we do. Just don’t leave the TL, we will always need your delicious spicy food in our bellies.

The Latest in Pooh News

Deet, deet, deet, deet, deet, deet...this just in...Pooplets! Check it out. This is big, this is huge.

The city wants to install single occupancy toilets around the neighborhood in order to prevent people from poohing on the street. I'm all for that. However, they're probably going to be translucent, which means people passing by can see your silhouette. This is to prevent drug use in the pooplet. I'm conflicted. Seeing a silhouette poohing, would be better than seeing the real thing in action. But, what person, who isn't homeless, is going to use this kind of bathroom. As stated in the article, they suggest that because of the upcoming San Francisco's hosting of the America's Cup, that these bathrooms would benefit the large number of people the city will be seeing, as well as, the homeless. Maybe if they're desperate. So, if it's not good enough for anyone, are they in turn, acceptable for the homeless to use? Also, who's going to maintain these tiny toilets? It remains to be seen. Huffintongpost reports that we may be seeing some trial runs next spring. Read the full article here.

Larkin and Eddy Turns One

It's been a year since the first post. Here are some of my favorites. I hope you like 'em too.

We’re from Australia: It’s the first one. It's the story that made me want to start telling other people about the shit I’ve seen/heard/experienced while living in the Tenderloin. Poopy Here Poopy There Poopy Everywhere: Keyword search term that directed someone to my blog recently, "human poop blog San Francisco." Awesome! Hookers: Who doesn't like chocolate. Pork and Pickles: Where my two favorite past times, eating and blogging, collide! Lots-o-drugs. I Plan to be Naked by Lunch: About my crazy laundry mat. Friends have told me that it's funny. Abusive Relationships: It’s a crazy story, just like this neighborhood. Edited this, and took it on the open road, all the way up the street to Amsterdam Cafe (really a bar) to my friend’s open mic night. It got a good response. Possibly more open mic’s in my future.

Also, The Giants are the World Champions and the City Celebrates with You!!: This was a really fun night. The city was electric that night last year. So much so, I was literally pulled to the Civic Center by the excitement. I'm glad I brought the camera with me. This has been one of the most popular posts to date. It's a bummer that we won't be able to recreate the awesomeness of an impromptu city-wide partay this year, but who knows, there's always next season! Of course, everyone's wondering will he, or won't he, shave the beard, here's your answer, for now:



My personal feelings on this is that the beard has become sentient. He can't get rid of it now, it has a mind of its own, Wilson even admits it by saying, "It does what it wants."

Thanks for reading!

I Ain't Your Tina Marie

From home to downtown, the quickest route is usually a straight line. Straight down Eddy, and into the heart of the TL. I turn the corner and walk the six blocks...

Broken arm.
Eyebrows penciled in. Your forehead has been consumed by them. Faded to grey, just like you. The Joker now.
“Damn girl, girl, girl.”
Sometimes music will accompany me on this walk, but not today.
You were sitting on a doorstep as I passed. “Hey, Tina Marie, TINA MARIE.”
I keep walking.
You were being handcuffed on Eddy and Mason. At every corner, people turned their heads to watch. I didn’t cross the street like I usually do.
Gotta keep moving; don’t linger, don’t make eye contact, head up, eyes to the front, show no fear…
I don’t want to shake your hand.
Some kind of freaky Disneyland ride, keep your arms, and hands, in the vehicle at all times.
“Do you have fifty cents?”
Well, to tell you the truth, I do have 50 cents, but I told you no, because what you really wanted to know is if I’ll give it to you.

From downtown to home, probably repeat this in a few hours, unless it gets dark… then I’ll take O’farrell or Geary.