Cafe Flore

I apologize ahead of time because I foolishly did not bring my camera with me during this little day trip.

A cafe modeled after the original in Paris, France, Cafe Flore is a notorious but well hidden nook in the Castro district of San Francisco. It screams San Francisco vibes from the minute you enter its cottage themed indoor cafe with a DJ spinning techno and house music. The outside patio is sectioned off into a non-smoking zone with cute little square marble tables for each patron facing Market Street, an inner smoking section surrounded by trees and plants lined against the wooden and glass fence with the emblem of “Cafe Flore” etched into it, and an outer smoking section lined on the other side of the fence and along the street side of Noe Street. A seat in any of these sections (indoor or patio) will give you an eyeful of color, sunlight bouncing off the glass, tree branches lined with flowers breezing through the wind and cafe goers sipping on coffee, various beers or cocktails as they make conversation, read the newspaper, grade school papers, people watch, meet their stockbrokers, study, or sit fiddling with their phones. How much more San Francisco can you get?

I came full off an early lunch I ate at my apartment but the menu was too tempting. I ordered Spinach Frittata, an omelet with mushrooms, onions, feta, and parmesan, served with toast and potatoes. The omelet was HUGE and the feta cheese was a pleasant surprise pop in your mouth. The potatoes had a hint of a cheesey base seasoned with red spices. Absolutely delicious. I also had a vanilla latte (my drink of choice for the mornings) which was the darkest vanilla latte I’ve ever had. This cafe has some darkass espresso resulting in the bitter espresso overcoming the slight vanilla taste without a problem, which I didn’t mind.

Jerico, my gay boyfriend, ordered the eggs benedict consisting of a savoring holiday sauce (batter made out of eggs, butter, salt and a secret house ingredient they wouldn’t disclose to me) drenched over poached ham and eggs. Now his dish was OFF. THE. HOOK. I am not a big fan of eggs benedict because I don’t like the idea of biting into the yolk part of the egg is such a raw state (I usually have to mix in it with my potatoes or rice ha), but this dish was great. The holiday sauce overpowered this much smaller dish and was a nice additive to the potatoes on the side.

All in all a great experience. I am currently still sitting in this lovely cafe with the opportunity to write this because another plus of this cafe is the free wireless holllaaaa!!!