Bianca C.
Yelp
Paraiso is my house's second kitchen. (Two of my neighbors have left reviews here too, and they agree.) A few years ago I would too often get one of their perfectly toasted sesame bagels with egg and cheese for breakfast, occasionally accompanied by one of their ice creamy fresh fruit smoothies. (I went on a diet after that.)
This is also the first place I ever had a pupusa, which has maybe ruined me for most other pupusas. They serve it with a thin but dark red salsa, and a light slaw that's just sour enough to cut through the fatty cheese and thick beans. Whenever I have a pupusa now, I find myself wanting that slaw.
Now, I do weekend brunches here with my usual order-- "eggs, platanos, frijoles, queso y crema"-- which I think has a shorter name, like "breakfast special" or something, but that's what's written on the board, so that's what I ask for. It's really simple, but the quality ingredients and careful preparation make it delicious. The ladies at Paraiso cook with a distinctive, memorable style that I can only describe as that feeling you get when you wake up on Saturday morning, stumble bleary-eyed to the kitchen, and wolf down a hot plate of breakfast set down in front of you by someone who loves you. Their food tastes like what a kiss from my mom feels like.
In addition to the food, a lot of regulars hang out at the outside tables in the afternoons. I live close enough that I can open my windows wide and catch some of the vibe. Their ambient conversations complement the yelling of the soccer players across the street. If you're there around 5pm, you might see some of the ice cream cart guys who work around the park roll up and load their carts into a van. On sunny days someone might park right in front and blast banda from their car. I love all of it. It brings this block to life.
Paraiso's a gem of a neighborhood spot, and really gives this corner of the Mission a little taste of paradise. Come visit sometime.