Hollywood Cafe

While in San Francisco, Paul and Flo took us to places they used to frequent when they lived on the west coast. For brunch, Paul took me and his kids to Hollywood Cafe, a cute (and small) brunch spot in Fisherman’s Wharf. The interior is so small that you have to go outside and to the warehouse next door to use the bathroom, but otherwise a cute and charming spot near the water.

We lined up outside and waited for our turn to get a seat (we got there a little on the early side because we hadn’t had breakfast, but 15 minutes after we got there a huge line formed behind us). When we sat down, the service was prompt and friendly – I ordered the Marilyn Monroe breakfast (French toast and fresh fruit):

They’re super generous with their portions of fruit – they pile it super high in a bowl and it’s mostly berries, not filler fruit like grapes and cantaloupe!

The french toast was a pretty standard diner’s version of French toast (better than most diners, not as good as Ken’s!). After our hearty brunch, we drove out to the Palo Alto area and walked around Stanford before heading back to the hotel for a family dinner!