Decent pie, fine shakes, weak scrambles, and heavily tattooed waitresses nursing hangovers worse than yours, still pissed at their alarm clocks, and taking it out on you ― that's St. Francis Fountain, by now a landmark on the 24th St. corridor. A local legend holds that, way back in 1956, the 49ers were birthed in a booth on the back of a paper napkin. Nowadays, St. Francis is a breakfast and brunch hot spot. We're not exactly sure why, but hordes of pale, shades-wearing folk clog the sidewalks outside every weekend morning and afternoon.
Beginning this weekend though, if all goes to plan, there'll be a little more room for all right next door. The diner/soda fountain is expanding, the long-haired fellow behind the counter told us yesterday afternoon ― taking over digs appropriately formerly inhabited by Candy Kitchen, a lingerie boutique at 2807 24th (it closed last March), and reportedly, way back before time, the actual confectionery wing of St. Francis. Insert jokes about whipped cream, extra nuts, soft bananas, and cherries on top.
St. Francis Fountain: 2801 24th St. (at York), 826-4200.