Other than this being a 24-hour establishment, I can see the appeal. Mostly because I refuse to eat at bakeries that are well lit, spotlessly clean and have beautiful people patronizing. Bob’s is the total opposite of that. And even if pretty people show up on their doorstep, they’re completely hammered and look ugly anyway, which evens the field.
I didn’t find bacon-maple-covered-foie-stuffed boutique pastries when I walked in on a rainy Wednesday afternoon. I did find impossibly delicate – deceivingly airy – chocolate covered cake doughnuts, showered liberally with rainbow sprinkles. Which, by the way, should be the official food of PRIDE. But, also with one bite left totally void of sprinkles. That’s awesome, because it’s like getting getting dressed and getting naked and I only have to pay for one show. And while I prefer my apple fritters to be much crunchier around the edges (I eat them from the outside in), this was the first apple fritter where the canned apple pie filling was missing. It seemed like it was missing. Because the fritter didn’t have that ladened and soggy center that so many other fritters I’ve gobbled. This fritter was fluffy in the center, sans sog.
They weren’t frying anything while I sat on a counter-stool at the far end of the bakery. Rumor is that it happens sometimes and can you imagine the magic of the warm hole covered in glaze? Sweet baby jesus. But, I did enjoy
one…several stellar doughnuts, a cup of coffee, and a view of countless patrons of the Good Vibrations across the street.
Who knows why they’re going in there, when the real good vibrations can be found at Bob’s. Did you know that if you follow Bob’s on Twitter @whatsfreshest, you can get updates on when fresh doughnuts come out of the fryer? Does that blow your mind?
1621 Polk Street [bt Sacramento + Clay], San Francisco, Ca 94109