Weird Fish, I want to love you so bad, but you keep disappointing me. Why do you do that? When we first met, I was wowed by your tiny cuteness and your vegan options. My mom didn't care for her fish and chips, but she's a mom and she's not vegan, so what does she know? But then my boyfriend saved a pigeon that was trying to kill itself in your front window and you didn't even given him a hero's slice of cake, wtf? I adore the Buffalo Girls, but the portion size changes, so they are an unreliable dinner. We keep taking people there and depending on how veg and/or how drunk they are, they are either irritated, impressed, or they find you mildly novel.
I think you are mostly hit and miss at this point. I'll go to Bender's satellite for the Buffalo Girls now because they are bigger and quicker (but it'll be just my luck to find they aren't vegan over there.) My bf loves that you have vegan pancakes but twice now we've been denied the pancake love; once because you had no tables available before the kitchen switched over (even though we were four and you had a 4-top with 2 yet-to-order diners seated at it and an empty 2-top next to them), and again yesterday because we arrived before 4-the time your own voicemail says breakfast is served til-but you told us no not so, so we left.
We won't be back for breakfast, especially since the one time I just wanted some vegan sausage, home fries, and fruit, you were out of sausage, so I opted (against my better judgement) to try your tofu scramble. It showed up at my table looking (and tasting) like something that comes up, not something that goes down. I ate the fries and toast instead and my plate was cleared with all but two bites removed from the brown, glossy, squishy tofu pile, yet nobody asked if there was a problem, if everything was okay, or if I'd like something else; denial of the still intact blob seemed like your standard MO. Another time I tried your vegan home fries with vegan cheese and sour cream. Sounds good on paper, but what I got was a mushy, cold-in-the-middle, lackluster, flavorless pile of mashed potatoes. It was also cleared, mostly intact, without any inquiry as to why.
WF, you make me sad. I can send you a recipe for a super easy and unbelievably delicious scramble. If you make it, you will be swarmed by hungry vegans who love to eat food that tastes, looks, and feels good. Also, please fix your voice mail so that tired, hung-over vegans don't get up late on a Saturday, call you to check on breakfast hours, drag themselves to the shower, then drive across town, spend a good chunk of time looking for parking, feed the meter with all their quarters, and then anxiously cross your threshold with thoughts of vegan pancakes dancing in their heads only to be flatly rejected by a waitress who has apparently never heard your voicemail and has no interest in accommodating said vegans even though the mistake is clearly yours.
All that said, good damn job for offering anything vegan! San Francisco needs more restaurants willing to go out on a limb when it comes to recognizing vegans as hungry customers with money and a need to eat.