Pica Pica is a fairly new Venezuelan restaurant in the mission. Not being super-familiar with Venezuelan cuisine, I decided to go where no white women (except many white women) have gone before. The things I do for you people!
At Pica Pica, they serve up a really basic menu consisting of various sandwiches and um, that’s about it. Oh, there are a few soups, empanadas, and salads too. Not sure about the veganity of the empanadas, I went with a sandwich. You get to choose your “bread”, which are all made from corn (this whole place is gluten-free and wheat-free!). There are three choices, two savory and one sweet, and the lovely gentleman at the counter informed me that they’re all vegan. HOORAY! I went with the Arepa, which is basically a thick savory corn pancake. Delicious. I chose “La Vegetariana” for my filling (which is what you see above*), which consists of tofu, avocado, black beans, and plantains. YES PLEASE. They also have several vegan spreads to choose from if you want to give your sandwich a kick! And you do, all of the ingredients are great but none of them pack a flavor punch (wow, my descriptions are kinda violent today. This is because I am depressed and upset, it has nothing to do with you guys, you’re great).
Everything was fantastic, if really basic. For $8, the sandwich is large and in charge and will fill you up, unless nothing does, and that’s more for therapy than a sandwich. Oh! I also got some Yuca Fries (the same stuff that’s used to make Daiya! Amazing!), which were absolutely delicious when dipped in the housemade spicy ketchup.
All in all, this is a great place to stop off for a quick lunch or dinner. The seating is limited so I wouldn’t hog it all afternoon unless you don’t care what other people think and if that’s the case, what’s your secret?
FINAL THOUGHTS: I originally thought my meal was good but nothing to write home about but when I craved it the next day, I knew there was a lil’ something special about Pica Pica. Or maybe it’s that huge empty well inside of me that I’m trying to fill. Who knows!
*Gentle readers, I hope you do not find my photo offensive. I think it looks like a perfectly appetizing sandwich, whereas my gross-ass pervert friend thinks it looks like a vagina coming to eat you. To that I say, “Uh, if your vagina looks like that, get thee to the OBGYN on the double. They could build the next Alien sequel around what you’ve got going on down there.” In other news: PUKE. and: I’M SORRY.