I’m sorry Tartine, but Devil’s Teeth Baking Co. is where it’s at.
I’m pretty lucky that I live on the outskirts of the city: easy accessibility to the beach, breezy parking (most of the time), and some incredible under-the-radar eats, like Devil’s Teeth Baking Co.
A friend of mine had suggested a weekend trip to this bakery after she had discovered their enormous and crave-able breakfast sandwiches. I’m not one to pass up bacon, eggs, and cheese (especially when wrapped in a buttery homemade biscuit), so Alex and I met her and her boyfriend for a breakfast double date.
The bakery is located by Ocean Beach, in a very unassuming neighborhood with simple, functional decor. I wasn’t expecting a heavy meal, but after one look at their extensive display of sweets, treats, and bread-y eats, I knew we were going to be taking home some extras for later.
To keep it short: everything was outrageous. The currant scone was buttery, dense, but still flaky and light. The cheddar bacon beer muffin (insane, right?!) was a bit dry, but packed full of peppery flavor with a bold bite. The fresh beignets were probably my favorite (a Sunday morning special)– light, airy, and just a tad sweet. They took me back to the flavors of New Orleans (a trip I took over 5 years ago) and had the same warm comfort that I experienced in the French Quarter. And last but not least, the breakfast sandwich was indeed crave-worthy. Thick, crisp slabs of bacon were paired with perfectly scrambled eggs, a generous slice of cheddar, and stuffed into a homemade biscuit. These guys don’t mess around.
Devil’s Teeth is the kind of place you only need to try once before you dump your old bakery stand-by. That’s what it did for me. I’m no longer a believer in the Tartine morning bun, chock-full of pretension and foodie-buzz. I’ve been converted to the Devil’s Teeth beignet, …and scone, …and breakfast sandwich, which are all pretension-free and chock-full of sheer buttery awesomeness.