I recently discovered this bargain Chinese/American restaurant during one of my strolls through Gay Mecca. Looking for a truly scrumptious cheeseburger with crispy fries and soda, all for less than $4.75? Then come to Ho King Grill! Cheaper than Burger King, MacDonald's, Jack in the Box, etc....and fresher quality.
The cook is a grill meister! (Not to mention the very hospitable lady who'll take your order. She is extremely kind and patient to all the homeless, downtrodden, and poor who frequent this establishment. What an angel!)
All their dishes--both Chinese and American style--are finger lickin' good with a lot of bang for the buck. Here are just some of their bargain delicious meals:
Hamburger: $2.95 Cheesburger: $3.15 Patty Melt: $3.95 Won Ton Soup (large): $2.50 Vegetable Egg Fu Young (lunch): $3.95 Shrump Egg Fu Young (lunch): $4.95 Mongolian Beef (lunch): $3.95 Kung Pao Chicken (lunch): $3.95 Sweet & Sour Pork (lunch): $3.95 Vegetable Fried Rice (lunch): $3.95 Shrimp Fried Rice (lunch): $3.95
They also serve 16 different breakfast platters for just $3.25 each (only 50 cents more with tea or coffee). Two examples:
Ho King Grill is located at #18 Seventh Street, right off Market. They're open 7 days/week, and also do catering for bargain prices. They're open Monday through Friday from 7am-6:30pm, Saturday from 8am-6:30pm, and Sunday from 8am-2:30pm.
So if you live in San Francisco (or just visiting), and have a hankering for great home style cooking at bargain prices, why not sail on over there pronto?
Just another hetero skank flooding the streets of "Gay Mecca" (location, Fisherman's Wharf). One of the many revolting tourist attractions that betrays San Francisco's reputation as "world class". Notice the wood post like a dark cloud of gloom raining over his shoulder. How apropos! Love my new digital camera with powerful 32x zoom! (The fag basher hasn't a clue.)
I was at my local post office here in The Castro, filling out a form to mail a certified letter; when a frail and elderly Asian woman gently asked me if this is the line. I said "I'm still filling out papers; by all means cut ahead of me." She was so polite, she replied, "Oh, I don't mind waiting after you". To which I said: "It is no problem, I assure you."
Then she spoke a truth that she wanted someone to hear. Apparently, I stood in for that someone, at that moment. She looked up at me in her nubby tweed autumn jacket that reached down to her knees, and calmly, softly spoke the following words:
"I'm afraid I'd be very slow ahead of you, as I wobble and am somewhat crippled."
"Well that's fine with me dear, take all the time you want. I'm honored to give you a place ahead of me," I kindly smiled. "I'm sorry you have an injury, and I hope you make a swift recovery."
She then told me how a nasty neighbor allowed his rottweiler to attack her, three weeks ago:
"I was just standing in my garden, when the neighbor's dog was freed from its leash and came right up to me, and attacked."
"How awful," I exclaimed. "It's all over the news, these maulings out of control...and children and the elderly are the main targets. Yet our city still drags its feet on this issue that has become an inexcusable travesty."
A very young woman who just joined our line, added her own two cents: "Oh, yes, I agree. I just don't understand why people are so mean, using animals to create misery!"
The Asian woman then retrieved a small package from her purse: two thin cookies spotted with white sugar frosting and wrapped in cellophane. She offered them up to me: "Do you like Japanese rice crackers?"
"Oh, yes!" I gladly accepted without hesitation, as I knew it was a mutual gesture of good will between strangers: "two ships passing in the night," goes that ancient saying.
So tonight in the wee, quiet hours, I'll brew a cup of tea, and sip it by a lit candle while munching upon the most delicious cookies in the world. And from the very first bite to the last, I will pray for this humble woman's complete and happy recovery. I will also pray for justice to be served upon the hideous person who committed this egregious act of violence upon such a sweet and indefensible human being.
I just wonder what the Japanese label says on the wrapper. I like to think it means "Good Fortune"; but no matter. The intent is there, just the same.