The line starts early on Sunday mornings and the SF hipsters didn't even mind the rain, that's how good these pastries were.
Look at all those glistening pastries, they probably go through a ton of butter every weekend. The story is that Oprah loves Tartine and whatever Oprah touches turns to gold. I have to admit that woman has good taste in food because I love this place.
What makes any pastry better, a solid mocha, I'm a black coffee type of guy, but Emi likes to sweeten her caffeine.
Double pain au chocolat and the world famous Morning Bun! The pain au chocolat, flaked and melted the chocolaty goodness into my mouth. Messy, buttery, and delicious, soo good, but nothing compared to the morning bun. The morning bun is caramelized with orange cinnamon sugar and is my definition of the perfect pastry. Not too rich, a perfect crust of chewy sugar, with the perfect blend of the orange and cinnamon in the sugar, and it was literally one of the best things ever. You just have to try it. We also brought back an eclair for my parents and a lemon cream tart. Both were amazing as well and held up on the flight back to Seattle.
We were pretty full, but also splurged on the Croque Monsieur, open face sandwich with bechamel gruyere, thyme and pepper. Topped with smoked Niman Ranch ham and I remember sun dried tomatoes as well. On their homemade bread, it was another amazing treat to add to the meal.
If you find yourself in SF and even if you have to plan a quick flight down there just to check out Tartine please do. Word of caution, it gets packed, so expect to wait in line, but you'll get through it, just don't expect somewhere to sit.