San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Katie Compa (“The Little Chihuahua… fried plantain and black bean… CARNITIAS”) [41 Days]

Well, even if it’s hilarious, I can’t abide the thought of an inedible burrito. What a cruel joke. In general, I’m not crazy about very many things that I can’t eat (other people’s food, IKEA furniture, Republicans, etc).
I also have almost no tolerance for spicy food which really cramps my style on the hot sauce/salsa front. 
With these caveats in mind, my ideal burrito:
First off, it’s from The Little Chihuahua. (I went 3 times in a week last time I was out.) One of their finest bougie burritos (or as Ivan put it in that video of us that you posted back in 2010, “Arcade Fire doing a cover of La Bamba”)— probably the fried plantain and black bean burrito, because it beats out the garlic shrimp burrito for its capacity to taste amazing with some muthafuckin’ carnitas. CARNITAS!!! (Sometimes I yell it out my window in NYC, just like that. So far, no carnitas have appeared.) And copious amounts of chips, of course.

San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Katie Compa (“The Little Chihuahua… fried plantain and black bean… CARNITIAS”[41 Days]

Well, even if it’s hilarious, I can’t abide the thought of an inedible burrito. What a cruel joke. In general, I’m not crazy about very many things that I can’t eat (other people’s food, IKEA furniture, Republicans, etc).

I also have almost no tolerance for spicy food which really cramps my style on the hot sauce/salsa front. 

With these caveats in mind, my ideal burrito:

First off, it’s from The Little Chihuahua. (I went 3 times in a week last time I was out.) One of their finest bougie burritos (or as Ivan put it in that video of us that you posted back in 2010, “Arcade Fire doing a cover of La Bamba”)— probably the fried plantain and black bean burrito, because it beats out the garlic shrimp burrito for its capacity to taste amazing with some muthafuckin’ carnitas. CARNITAS!!! (Sometimes I yell it out my window in NYC, just like that. So far, no carnitas have appeared.) And copious amounts of chips, of course.

Kevin Montgomery takes a look at the final days of the Purple Onion as it reaches an untimely end. 

San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Jules Posner (“Carne Asada and Camarones, with black beans, rice, guac, lettuce, and salsa. Then about 3/4 of the way through, I rip that bitch open and start gettin after it with some tortilla chips.”) [45 Days]

Photo by Leslie Winchester 

San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Jules Posner (“Carne Asada and Camarones, with black beans, rice, guac, lettuce, and salsa. Then about 3/4 of the way through, I rip that bitch open and start gettin after it with some tortilla chips.”[45 Days]

Photo by Leslie Winchester 


Butthole tastes like butthole, there’s no getting around it. And you can quote me on that. 

- Clare O’Kane @ Purple Onion
[Photo by Jabari Davis]

Butthole tastes like butthole, there’s no getting around it. And you can quote me on that. 

- Clare O’Kane @ Purple Onion

[Photo by Jabari Davis]

"Dream Come True" by Alison Stevenson. (Courtesy of Rooftop Comedy)

San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Natasha Muse (“a Super Veggie with Black Beans made in the 90’s.”) [49 Days]

My favorite burrito is the first one I had here in SF. I was in my early twenties, I had just moved here from the East Coast, and I’d never had a burrito before. I thought I hated all beans because I didn’t like baked beans, and I didn’t know what an avocado was. 
I don’t remember the taste as much as I remember the feeling of being satisfied in a whole new way. I remember thinking, ” I should not have waited over twenty years to experience this.”
Discovering this dense log of goodness opened my eyes. I suddenly understood that so much of the world was still out there, waiting to be explored, and I had literally just taken my first bite. 
My favorite burrito was my first burrito, because my first burrito changed my life. 

San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Natasha Muse (“a Super Veggie with Black Beans made in the 90’s.”[49 Days]

My favorite burrito is the first one I had here in SF. I was in my early twenties, I had just moved here from the East Coast, and I’d never had a burrito before. I thought I hated all beans because I didn’t like baked beans, and I didn’t know what an avocado was. 

I don’t remember the taste as much as I remember the feeling of being satisfied in a whole new way. I remember thinking, ” I should not have waited over twenty years to experience this.”

Discovering this dense log of goodness opened my eyes. I suddenly understood that so much of the world was still out there, waiting to be explored, and I had literally just taken my first bite. 

My favorite burrito was my first burrito, because my first burrito changed my life. 

San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Billy Wayne Davis ("wheat, shredded pork, sarachi sauce, lettuce, black beans, green chile, shredded cheddar, green peppers, gauc, sour cream.") [50 Days]

San Francisco Comedy and Burrito Festival Countdown: Billy Wayne Davis ("wheat, shredded pork, sarachi sauce, lettuce, black beans, green chile, shredded cheddar, green peppers, gauc, sour cream.") [50 Days]

"A Father And His Comedian Daughter" by Mary-Alice McNab. Recorded Live at the Purple Onion. 

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Phyllis Diller, Legendary Comic Dies at 95

[Phyllis Diller is as undoubtedly pivotal to comedy as she is to regional history. Diller made the Bay her home in her early career and is a large proponent of the legendary Purple Onion. Over her 50+ career she remained unmatched as a queen of comedy, keeping up her deprecating wit and classic crass longer and stronger than anyone else. We’ll miss you Miss Diller. You are beautiful.]

laughingsquid:

Phyllis Diller, Legendary Comic Dies at 95

[Phyllis Diller is as undoubtedly pivotal to comedy as she is to regional history. Diller made the Bay her home in her early career and is a large proponent of the legendary Purple Onion. Over her 50+ career she remained unmatched as a queen of comedy, keeping up her deprecating wit and classic crass longer and stronger than anyone else. We’ll miss you Miss Diller. You are beautiful.]

Room Review: So You’ve Been Invited to the Purple Onion

You shift uncomfortably from foot to foot, queued on the sidewalk adjacent to a steamy Italian cafe. Quickly losing patience, which you’ve arguably never had, you’re inundated with idle conversations in a quagmire of unified strangers. Ostensibly waiting for comedy, truthfully you’re here for a single comedian, whom, is actually your charismatic co-worker, or your drug dealer, or your unhinged grandmother with a new lease on life. The Purple Onion straddles the coasts of the jostling Chinatown and North Beach’s unchecked vitality. Slinky couples clutch and shuffle through the habitat of urban smear mired in San Francisco’s classic, cellophane gray. As the proxy collective pulses forward, around and down a cumbersome staircase (very safe), and each individual is tolled by the ticket taker, the night’s makeup couldn’t be more smeared.

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