Wednesday, November 2, 2022

The Devil’s Acre – Heart of the Barbary Coast

 Before the discovery of gold in 1849, San Francisco (or Yerba Buena as it was known until 1847) was a sleepy community. The Custom House was one of the few wood-framed structures. The Harbor Master’s Office sheltered under a canvas tent made from a ship’s sails. Centered around what is now Portsmouth Square, the rest of the “city” was a collection of tents, shanties, and adobe buildings along the edges of Yerba Buena Cove. Two and a half miles from the cove stood a Spanish-era mission. With a population of only a few hundred, San Francisco sat on the finest natural harbor on the West Coast. At one point, there were more pigs in the city than people.

Gold changed everything as the “world rushed in”. Hoards of fortune seekers made their way to California. San Francisco was now filled with thousands of young men, living in hotels, and loaded with money. They were looking for food, drink, gambling, camaraderie, and bawdy entertainment. Many early immigrants opened restaurants, especially the Chinese. Others opened gambling halls and saloons.

Hot on the heels of the 49ers, sex workers from around the world began to arrive. They were American, English, Chinese, German, Spanish and French. In 1850 alone, 2,000 women, mostly harlots, arrived. Perhaps the first to arrive were woman from Chile. American prejudices forced these Spanish-speaking immigrants to heddle together in a small district known as Little Chile. These pioneer prostitutes worked out of tents and crude wooden structures near Broadway and Pacific Street. The seeds of the Barbary Coast were sowed. The local newspaper described the area as “a bawdy, bustling, bedlam of mud holes and shanties”.

From humble, and carnal, beginnings the Barbary Coast was born. In the mid-1860, a visiting sailor stood up in a saloon and proclaimed, “Here’s to the Barbary Coast, where if the whiskey doesn’t knock you out, the harlots and hoodlums will.”

The name referred to the pirate-infested coast of North Africa and it stuck!

Between 1870 and through the 1890s, the Barbary Coast grew to encompass 40 square blocks. It was roughly boarded by the Embarcadero to the east, Grant Avenue on the west, Broadway to the north and Commercial Street to the south. It acquired a world-wide reputation as “the most naughty and dangerous district in America”.

In 1890, the area was home to 3,117 businesses licensed to sell “beer, whiskey, and other intoxicating beverages”. That was one saloon for every 96 San Franciscans (today in all of San Francisco it’s 1/700). Along with the legal establishments, there were at least 2,000 unlicensed “Blind Pigs”. During Prohibition, these would be known as speakeasies. “Drinking was such a fact of life that it was certainly considered no disgrace to frequent a saloon, which the entire male populace did without embarrassment.”

After drinking, gambling was seen as the principal diversion for the men of San Francisco, young and old alike. By 1860, there were 1,000 gambling halls open to fill the need. The Barbary Coast was an “orgy of wasteful and extravagant spending”. A newspaper editorial noticed that “the men of San Francisco who did not gamble were too few to be noticed.” It was well known that “San Francisco’s politics had never suffered from undue concern with honesty.”

Respectful elements of local society were content to ignore the crime, gambling, brothels and drinking establishments. This “ulcer of depravity” had become “a world-famous theme park of sin” which judges, lawyers, government officials, clergymen, and the city’s middle class visited on a regular basis. “Civic virtue was as rare as a snowstorm.”

At the heart of the Barbary Coast was a little triangle of the city where Columbus Avenue intersects with Broadway, Kearny Street and Pacific Avenue. It’s wicked and wild. It’s the Devil’s Triangle. This “bubbling cauldron of sin” had the highest concentration of dancehalls, deadfalls (beer & wine dens), gambling halls, melodeons (saloons with burlesque shows), and brothels. It was vicious, depraved, and glamorous all at once. Sarah Bernhardt, the most famous actor of the late 19th century called it, “the most fascinatingly wicked place on earth.”

Everyone was welcome and they flocked to this “seductive siren”. Along Kearney Street alone you could find Hell’s Kitchen, Cock o’ the Walk, the Dew Drop Inn and many other colorfully named watering holes. One of the most famous saloons was the Bull Run. Its motto was “anything goes here”. Being at the center of a “wild sirocco of sin”, one can only imagine what was included in “everything”.

The Devil’s Acre is also considered ground zero for the cocktail culture in America. In a city built on gold and drink, what better way to pass the time than with a bright, bitter, and boozy creation? Yes, bitter. Bitter over sweet was seen as a sign of affluence. Enjoying delicious, intoxicating beverages is at the core of the human experience. Sharing a drink builds community and group solidarity.

Mixing cocktails grew out of a bartender’s need to create a drink that tasted like whiskey without using much whiskey. A way to cheat customers bloomed into the creation of the mojito, the world’s first cocktail. Other famous local creations include Pisco Punch, the Sazerac. Not the Martini, but that’s another HEAD Trip.

The Gold Rush, Barbary Coast and Devil’s Acre helped San Francisco earn its place among the world’s six great cocktail cities (London, Havana, New York, Paris, New Orleans & SF). As you sip your drink in Baghdad by the Bay, you’re tasting California history.

Cheers!




 

Friday, September 23, 2022

 We're back!

The pandemic and Trump's presidency took their toll on many things; democracy, science, and the HEAD Society. HEAD Trips and HEAD Rushes, except for a SantaCon or two, all fell victim to Shelter-in-Place. The light at the end of the tunnel is no longer a train heading our way. HEAD is back baby, vaccinated and boosted AF. No more Zoom meetings or Teams calls, it's time for real adventures.

For those of you new to such things, the HEAD Society (Historical Eating and Drinking Society) is an informal band of merry explorers who are dedicated to the lifelong quest for historical foods, good drink, friendship, and the hunt for tasty knowledge. 


Our first post-COVID excursion is planned for Saturday, November 5, 2022. Mark your calendars now, in ink! We'll be exploring San Francisco's storied Devil's Acre. This amazing triangle was once the wildest single block in the world and the epicenter of the old Barbary Coast.


Great cocktails are a much a part of San Francisco as cable cars and Carl the Fog. Some say cocktail culture was born in the City. If San Francisco is the birthplace, the Devil's Acre is the fallopian tube.


Details to follow.