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Explore the Symbiotic Relationship of Cordon Bleu Restaurant & Encore Karaoke

Cordon Bleu

The symbiotic relationship that exist between a restaurant and the bar next to it don’t get much better or more mutually beneficial than the one that exists between Cordon Bleu and  Encore on California Street, just off Polk.  One serves cheap, delicious and hearty food, the other is a karaoke bar that allows you to bring in and consume said food on their premises.  I’ve rarely encountered a more elegant and harmonious confluence of purpose.

Cordon Bleu is a counter-only Vietnamese restaurant with simple food cooked in plain sight by a skeleton crew of Southeast Asian expats.  The dish to get is Vietnamese Five Spice Chicken or the grilled pork chops.  Eat there if you like or pack it up and take it next door and up a flight of stairs to Encore Karaoke, where no one’s likely to cast aspersions upon you if you can’t carry a tune more complicated than the  beautiful music made by the death rattle of an ancient, bigoted and toothless  Southern Democratic Senator.  From three to seven, well drinks are $3.50 and domestic beers $2.50.   You’re eating like a Siamese king for less than 15 bucks and drinking like a hump-less camel for a pittance.  Need I pontificate further? Fin.

Cordon Bleu
1574 California St.
Encore Karaoke
1550 California St.
[Nob Hill]

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I grew up in San Jose, only 50 minutes away from S.F. My dad, brother and I came up often to visit family and/or to fart around, and whenever the car came over the rise on Hwy. 101 just after Candlestick Park, I could hear an almost audible "Click" in my brain. The blinding, beautifully rolling blanket of diverse urbanity spread out before our speeding automobile, coupled with draughts of the clean, cool air conspired to instill in me a growing discontent with San Jose. Add access to hitherto unknown strata of music, booze and food culture, not to mention pet-deification and testicular-separators, and I couldn't be kept away for long. Even after ten years of residency, the sight of a glistening pair of moose-knuckles swinging down Market St. still makes my heart swell with pride.

  • Alexandra Liss

    The karaoke bar is one of my fav best kept secrets… a) I like it when there is just one big space when drunkenly singing. You can’t help but bond with who ever is in that room. Although I will say, there is a Brazilian spot to the other side of the vietnamese one, and i must say, its my prefered choice. Either way, both options are quite the pairing for this spot.

  • Broke-Ass Stuart

    We should all go right now!

  • illyanna Maisonet

    I have made a personal pact that I will never karaoke. Have never. Will never.