Yet another reason why SF is sooo much better than NY. Back East, Sing Sing is a high security prison (former home of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg). Here, it’s home to SF’s quintessential banh mi called The Special Combo. It’s the best baguette, toasted with gusto, then graced with a slab of house-made mayo, the sneakiest jalapeño slivers, and spot on pink-colored pork belly morsels, head cheese, and thin pork sausage. Recently they’ve expanded the vast menu to offer chicken, pork meatball, and shredded pork skin banh mi and raised the price from $3 to $4. And in the back, the men of the café and neighborhood might still be playing cards, smoking cigs… I’ll stop there and let the banh mi be the focus. Atmosphere is politely declined at Sing Sing.
After a workout on the Kezar track, you deserve a good sandwich. This is the address to seek out. Wooly Pig is totally not Vietnamese, yet the people here know how to layer myriad cold cuts and pâté for the UCSF med students who think of this as a part of their apartment. On special days, don’t think twice about getting the pork meatball banh mi. Other than that, you’re in non-banh mi territory.
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Trevor Felch is a restaurants writer for SF Weekly and contributing editor for Vino 24/7. He is very proud of his Super Bowl Champion the New England Patriots. And no, he has never deflated any footballs or operated any spy cameras. Follow him on Twitter @TrevorFelch.