There are a lot of decent brunch options in San Francisco, but sometimes you stumble upon a place that has the potential to become a brunch mecca. Recently I had the fortune of discovering one of these establishments: The Boxing Room. While it's not quite perfect, it has the foundation for greatness.What is that foundation? Novelly delightful dishes, an attentive waitstaff and an welcoming atmosphere. Oh, and a good (albeit pricey) mimosa.
I'm not an expert in Cajun food nor do I have any particular urge to become one, but I've eaten enough benedict dishes that I can spot a well poached egg a mile away. The crab & artichoke cake benedict-inspired plate didn't disappoint. Served on a bed of greens, the breaded and fried crab cake performed double duty, it was both the hearty star and carbohydrate laden benedict base. The hollandaise sauce wasn't notably Cajun influenced, or really that notable at all, but a decent addition to a perfectly runny poached egg.
Get the beignets. No regrets.
Boxing Room's high ceilings, big windows and sunlight dining area ensure even the most claustrophobic of your friends will be comfortable. It's the exact opposite of intimate, which makes it a great place to bring friends you're not afraid to be seen with. And probably a good place to break up with a potentially violent boyfriend since you're in plain sight of lots of witnesses.
Forgettable hollandaise aside, The Boxing Room had few missteps. The price point is a bit steep for the fare, which is good but it's also competing with a lot of other delicious competition in San Francisco. What stood out the most was the weird thing inside of the cream that came out with our coffee. My best guess was a dandelion seed, but I'll leave it to you to decide:
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