Raw food cult/restaurant Cafe Gratitude will open a second (oh, my God!) fifth compound over at Mission and 18th streets, according to Eater. (Oh, be sure to read Evany's review of CG. It's chock full of chortles) Cafe Gratitude, in case you don't know, was started by Matthew Engelhart, who, ahem, "started training in the being of abundance in 1984 and today he is skillful at being able to keep his attention on all there is to be grateful for. His presence inspires us to be present to the endless beauty and bounty of life. What he shares isn't positive thinking, it is about developing the ability to go beyond our own petty wants and desires to connect with the grandeur of all of life." That is to say, no coke in the bathroom, foodies. Anyway, as soon as the City demands its own petty wants and desires from Engelhart, CG5 should open soon thereafter. (Eater)



I'm guessing Brock had the I AM SASSY*.
*real menu item.
I want the I Am Selfish.
Yeeeah, having just restored the apartment of a couple that works there..
Gosh..cleanliness..issues..o god..gonna boot!
Atlas Cafe = better, and only one block up (from CG #1).
Ah. The organic blow. Excellent choice, sir.
Going to this restaurant is an exercise in seeing how much hippie bullshit I can tolerate for the sake of some tasty, if overpriced, food.
Though I guess I should make one correction: this would be the 3rd, not 2nd, Cafe Gratitude in the city. They are currently at 9th Ave near Irving in the Inner Sunset and at 20th and Harrision in the Mission. And that's not even counting the one in Berkeley.
me refuses to drink the kool-aid at CG!
I am bitter.
I am also fat.
and I am waiting in line for the bathroom with Brock.
I hate hippies and how happy they are.
Cafe Gratitude's owners are big ol' SCIENTOLOGISTS!!!!
(according to a coworker's roommate who worked there)
Maybe that explains some of the attitude / righteousness / obnoxiousness ??
Yeeeesh.
I Am Stabby, when I have to sit with strangers due to communal dining ridiculousness.
Same experience as evany's review, and the commenters above.
Solution? My wife (much more okay with crazy hippies) picks up the food to go. I order "the pizza thing or some salad or something". Never have to set foot in the place.
So: find an intermediary.
their food is quite remarkable, i must say. but, like philz coffee, they could take a lesson in server/patron distance.
They are also opening up another one in Healdsburg pretty soon. Fancy that.
The only time I went there (Berkeley one) is when I had the I Am Still Not Full. I also resented that our chocolate "cake" was, in fact, a chocolate bar.
what do they call their low-cal/low-carb dishes? eh? eh?
I Am, I Said
I Am Sam
I am continuing my own personal training in abundance by eating carnitas for lunch.
Yo Soy Carne
Eating at CG reminded me why we cook food.
I Am Far Too Expensive For Anyone Who Lives On Or Near Mission Street...I Am Gentrifying...I Am So Self-Indulgent I Probably Have No Clue What That Even Means.
dantethescrub wrote: "Cafe Gratitude's owners are big ol' SCIENTOLOGISTS!!!!"
I thought they were into Landmark and not Scientology, but I could be wrong.
I know going in that they're going to ask some dopey question and that I'll have to awkwardly pronounce the menu items, and so I just grit my teeth and go along. Honestly, I'd rather put up with a hippie waiter than any fast food worker.
Also, I do recommend visiting the bathroom at CG, they have the strongest hand dryer ever! Like sticking your hands in front of a jet engine! Fun!