Nothing gets me more riled up than going to an SF spot I’ve even never heard of. Enter Canto Do Brasil in Hayes Valley. Heard of it? Me neither. Following the incredible wedding ceremony of my BFF’s Dad and New-Stepmom in El Cerrito (who also happen to be Top Notch Foodies themselves and have graciously included me in several of their SF dining excursions), we limo-d over the Bay Bridge to this hole-in-the-wall spot on Franklin Street.
From the moment I walked through the door, I knew this was my kinda place:
Lighting: check
Temperature: Perfect for the LBD
Aroma: fried food.
Unpretentious: Yup.
Solid start and I hadn’t even seen the food.
There were multiple rounds of family style platters. The most memorable of which was the platter of croquettes – about four variations on the fried-mozzarella stick. I’m still not sure what each was stuffed with, but like I said in Post #2, if it’s fried – who really cares anyway? (For the record, I checked the website, and we were treated to Chicken, Brazillian Cheese, Beef, and Tabuli). Hope nobody saw me wrapping them up in napkins and stuffing in purse…
Other dishes to try: the eggplant pate, cod fish pate, and the Mambo Mumbo mixed drink. I’ll be back.
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