Beard Papa does not serve twinkies, but their cream puffs are driving San Franciscans to insanity all the same. Oh, no one with vanilla cream on their lips has lunged at Chris Daly yet. But how else would you explain the lines outside of the store which stretched 90 minutes on opening day? 90 minutes for a sphere filled with a runny vanilla custard? Even we were impatiently wating. The puffs are good, granted, not overly sweet as the scent had us fear and speckled with real vanilla beans inside, but not that good.

[Ed. note: Hit the jump, and check out SFist Ced's video footage of the Beard Papa assembly process! So exciting!]

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