For some reason, the food perhaps most synonymous with San Francisco is the clam chowder bread bowl. It’s not something most locals eat… well, really ever. But if you’ve ever visited San Francisco as a tourist, I guarantee you’ve chowed down on one of these bad boys while dodging dive-bombing seagulls.
I, too, was once a San Francisco tourist shivering in the fog while slurping down spoonfuls of the hot beige stuff. But it’s been years since then. Even though it hasn’t felt like enough time has passed since I last faced Fisherman’s Wharf, I decided the time was right for a bread bowl reevaluation. Into the clammy belly of the beast I went: the Boudin Bakery Cafe.