Blue Plate

We drove to the outer Mission last night to see if Blue Plate could live up to its many great reviews and awards for “Best Comfort Food.” (In this case, the comfort food has an upscale/hip twist with offerings like “macaroni and drunken Spanish goat cheese.”)

At the start of our half hour drive to the restaurant, we almost changed our plan in favor of local Mexican/margaritas, but we stayed with our plan and were rewarded with a perfect parking spot and a table by the window. We both ordered the meatloaf – a house specialty that is the best meatloaf I have ever tasted. We also enjoyed the buttery focaccia they serve up instead of bread. Not sure if we will go again because of the long drive, but I rank it with Firefly as one of my favorite SF restaurants and disagree with reviews that describe the neighborhood as sketchy.