Reliably divey, with an ample back patio, ill-advertised punk shows and the occasional appearance of dollar oysters.

For all your pie needs, from savory to sweet.

This one’s easy to miss because it’s dwarfed by one of the many loud discount stores on Mission selling Day-Glo flowers and phone chargers. When you find it, the inside is tiny; there’s just enough room for you, an espresso machine, and a guy or two playing great music every time. And they have egg creams!

In the Mission, now as terminally hip as it was formally poor, the St Francis is a greasy good time since 1918. Stuck beautifully in the 50's both aesthetically and menu wise it's Americana in a bun. Dig in.

Perfect spot If you need to get work done while enjoying a latté. Always plenty of space.