
Exploring San Francisco through the lens of city blocks, Blocker is a weekly series by Charles Hodgkins. Look for it on SFist each Wednesday, around the lunching hour.
Blocker, No. 5: Divisadero St. in the Western Addition
A couple blocks south of where Lower Mervyns Heights butts heads with Upper Chopper City, Divisadero’s business-dominated stretch begins to take shape. There’s a little of everything on this block between McAllister and Fulton, from the throwback corner diner, to the auto body shop, to the bar whose front window announces a list of “rules” to be obeyed. There’s also the Muslim center and the tattoo parlor. Even the pair of pizza places on the east side of the street take divergent approaches.
The block’s eclecticism doesn’t seem to bother anyone early on this Sunday evening. The pies at sit-down place Little Star Pizza (deep dish or thin crust -- you choose) look to be as popular as any in town tonight, while down the sidewalk at quick-service Stelladoro, police officers and less-armed customers quickly nip in and out for cut-rate slices. A door or two away, at the corner of Divisadero and Fulton, the sticker-strewn counter at Eddie’s Café appears as if it’s been helping mitigate hangovers with omelets, bacon cheeseburgers, greens, and grits for decades.

Up a bit from Everlasting Tattoo, a man in his 60s sports a long, gray stunt-beard as he walks his golden retriever past African Beauty Supply & Salon. Three would-be MUNI passengers wait anxiously for a 24 Divisadero bus that isn’t even in sight 15 blocks up the road. A few minutes later, a woman who’s been waiting gives up the ghost and takes off walking south, towards Fell.
Heading back down the same side of the street, Bar 821 wants us all to know that neighborhood locals are the priority drinkers here, as rule number three on the window proudly states: “Neighbors are seated & served first.” (We’ll assume the guy we see walk in wearing a Cleveland Cavaliers T-shirt isn’t just visiting from Ohio.) And while presently signless Café Abir, at the corner opposite Eddie’s Café, may be in the midst of an interior facelift of sorts, its popularity hasn’t ebbed much since the folks with the power tools showed up earlier this year.

A few free-standing apartment buildings are scattered up and down the block, but this section of Divisadero isn’t as residential as around Eddy or Ellis, just north. A peek inside the window of the San Francisco Muslim Community Center, wedged between Little Star Pizza and a vitamin/herb market, reveals a modest lobby with several copies of the Muslim Journal on hand. At the opposite end of the block, a few copies of last week’s edition of The Onion remain amongst the army of newspaper racks outside Café Abir. The Western Addition remains one of San Francisco’s least segregated areas, and if the tabloid offerings on its main north-south artery’s are any indication, the neighborhood’s in balance.





phrases like "lower Mervyns Heights" are part of what has contributed to my newfound SFist addiction...love it. :)
The phrase "Mervyn Heights" let me know EXACTLY where you were speaking of without looking at the map. Brilliance.
The phrase "Mervyn Heights" let me know EXACTLY where you were speaking of without looking at the map. Brilliance.
By Lower Mervyns Heights do you mean Hospital Gulch? I've always thought that was a more apt name for that stretch of nothingness at Geary and Divisidero. That's what I called it when I lived there.
no mention of Film Yard?!? what gives? Mark is the snarkiest video store guy EVER! i love that place. just never accidentally say the word "Netflix" while you're in there.
no one can be as snarky as La Video's staff on 9th and Lincoln.
Also, can't we just call it "the Divis"? almost everyone who lives there does.