San Francisco: Batter Up
This is only going to be teaser post about Batter Up because, well, I haven't actually been to Batter Up yet. Instead, Batter Up came to me. Sorta.
Here's what happened. After listening to some court recordings at the San Francisco Immigration Court, I took the rest of the afternoon off from work and whiled away the time by reading at the Westfield mall until AF got off of work too. Together, we headed to the Mission to meet up with TT for dinner.
TT greeted us with a tray of fried oreos from Batter Up, which is located close to her workplace:
I'd only had a fried oreo once before and a bad one at that, so I was eager to give it a second try. (Edit: A reader pointed out that this was in fact the 3rd time I'd had a fried oreo, the 2nd time being at Cafeteria in NY. I apologize. I blame my old age for my horrible memory. Thank you, anonymous reader!)
Unlike the nasty one I had previously, this fried oreo wasn't soggy or saturated with oil:
The oreo was coated in a cornbread batter, then deep fried. Certainly tasty, but a little too much batter in my opinion. (Have water on hand or risk choking.)
Sorry, Batter Up. I'll make it through your doors one of these days. When I do, I'll write a much more substantive post, I promise.
888 Geneva Ave
San Francisco, CA 94112