There are great beer bars, and there are legendary beer bars. The Toronado is an iconic legend in beer-geek circles, a prime mover that has been at the forefront of the craft beer revolution over the past couple decades. I had to make my pilgrimage.
Like many of the nation's best beer bars, it's a little crusty. It has been on Haight St. for 24 years, and looks the part. It's hard to imagine that the first time I came to San Francisco, in 1989, I walked right by this bar when it was in its first year of operation. Of course, I didn't know what I was looking at, and wasn't old enough to drink, anyway. Point is, this place has some mileage on the odometer, and was probably dive-y to begin with - so don't expect some sparkling, yuppiefied, Yard House/World of Beer-type tavern. No matter. You're here to drink beer. You're not here to see and be seen. You're not here to pick up girls. If you're a woman, maybe you could come here to pick up dudes, but you run the risk that some of them may be more interested in their beers than they are you.
Hey, I get it. When I'm drinking a Lost Abbey Cable Car (a rather rare, expensive sour beer brewed specifically for the Toronado), I don't want to be distracted. Upon seeing it on the menu, I was beside myself with excitement. But then I tempered my expectations, figuring they probably wouldn't have it. After draining a Pliny the Elder (because if you come to the Toronado from out of state, you *have* to drink a Pliny), I went up to the bar to try to order my Cable Car, bracing myself for disappointment...but none was forthcoming. Instead, the pearly gates parted, and the bartender produced the coveted 750ml bottle, and two tulip glasses. It just doesn't get much better than that. Sure, Cable Car isn't cheap beer by anyone's standards, but the experience was well worth it.
As tough as it is to follow Cable Car, we did so with New Belgium's La Folie, another perennial favorite sour beer that can't be had where I come from.
This place has a reputation for gruff, snarky service, but I didn't see any of it. For what it's worth, I thought the bartenders I interacted with were pretty cool. The bar felt comfortable to me, very much like some favorite beer bars in my home state. I think that generally, if you can speak a bit of the language of beer, you're fine. That also implies, don't act like an entitled jerk-off, or ask stupid questions like "what's the closest thing you have to Bud Light?" For that matter, I probably wouldn't try to order a Bud Light here, unless I was trying to be funny. And, I probably wouldn't try to be funny, either.
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