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Super-Cheap Snacktime on 16th – Antojitos San Miguel

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Photo by Alexis G. from Yelp

Photo by Alexis G. from Yelp

People can often be weirded out by street grub, and the location thereof will probably make or break the decision to consume it.  That’s why it’s an especially uphill battle for Antojitos San Miguel to pull in prospective customers.  Although, they have commuters breezing by them all day and night, their stall is located in a particularly unfortunate corner of the 16th Street BART, of which the sights and smells alone makes most people cross the street.  Give '˜em a chance though.  You shan’t regret it.

 
First off, they specialize in Guatemalteco snack food, which is awesome since there are hardly any Guatemalan restaurants in the city.  If you’re unfamiliar, it’s kind of like food from southern Mexico, but without too much red meat, and with spices like achiote (which is kinda like saffron).  Tamales are the mainstay here and are wrapped in banana leaves with several kinds of fillings like pork or the more exotic Chipilin leaf.  The Guatemalteco is super good and huge.

 
They also have Enchiladas Guatemaltecas, which are nothing like their cousins north of the border.  Think more of a salad with some hard-boiled egg on a tostada.  Definitely much more plant matter here than you would find in a taco truck.

 
If you’re not feeling all that adventurous, however, they have the ubiquitous bacon-wrapped hot dogs, which are always crowd pleasers and even a fried chicken plate.  Even better, most everything ranges between two and four dollars and they keep their lights on '˜til one in the morning every day.

 

Antojitos San Miguel
16th Street BART Station (Southwest corner of Mission and 16th)

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Stephen Torres - Threadbare-Fact Finder (Editor, San Francisco)

Stephen's early years were spent in a boxcar overlooking downtown Los Angeles. From there he moved around the state with his family before settling under the warm blanket of smog that covers suburban Southern California. Moving around led to his inability to stay in one place for very long, but San Francisco has been reeling him back in with its siren song since 1999.
By trade he pours booze, but likes to think he can write and does so occasionally for the SF Bay Guardian, Bold Italic and 7x7. He also likes to enjoy time spent in old eateries, bars and businesses that, by most standards, would have been condemned a long time ago.