Bangers & Mash. Or just the mash.
[Warning: this review contains language considered vulgar near the turn of the century and idolatry of potatoes]
Holy crap, those mashed potatoes are good.
Seriously good.
Damn good.
Almost as good as my mom’s… and my mom’s mashed potatoes are fantastic. So good, in fact, that in high school, when a group of friends came over, they would demand that she make 10 lbs of mashed potatoes, which would all be gone by the next morning.
The mashed potatoes at the Chieftain are incredibly fluffy, but they retain enough potato chunks to yield a remarkable texture… and they’re incredibly moist and tasty, topped with a Guinness-based gravy and served alongside some bangers, baked beans and beer.
Seriously, they were so good even though I was painfully full, I could only force myself to stop eating them when I convinced someone else to finish them so that potatoes of such high caliber would not go to waste.
Seriously.
One other bit of useful: they take credit cards for food and bar tabs.
I just needed to share how good the potatoes were. You need to know.
The Chieftain Irish Pub & Restaurant
5th and Howard, San Francisco
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