Now that you know where the crappiest macarons in Berkeley can be found (see below), I bring to you Golden Gate Bakery, home of the most decadent dan tats I’ve ever yet to consume. It’s a touristy place for sure – just goggle it to read all the reviews, but along with tourists comes a steady stream of longtime clients, old Chinese families in the neighborhood and the like, rightfully justifying the popularity of the tiny bakery.
They offers a wide assortment of Chinese pastries, but are best known of the dan tat, a gorgeous wobbly egg custard tart, priced at just a dollar a piece. I handed the lady behind the counter my dollar in exchange for a paper bag bearing the still warm creation. Service is bursque and quick, but that’s the way it must be to serve the constantly growing line.
I sat at the only table in the bakery, a dinky brown table crammed in the corner along with two plastic lined red chairs. I was clearly in the way of the things but I wanted to enjoy the dan tat right then and there, even if it meant being whacked in the back with plastic bags filled with vegetables and groceries every 30 seconds.
This is the largest dan tat I’ve encountered, a good two inches across, tall and positively golden. The crust is a fine flaky one that manages to simply dissolve in your mouth with the soft, eggy and barely sweetened custard. So soft that it was bordered on warm pudding! It is nearly magical. It certainty helped that the tart was just taken out of the oven and hot to the touch. Judging by the quick turnover operation of the bakery, you’re bound to get a hot one no matter what time of the day. Some customers added on steamed rice cakes, cookies and buns to their order, but none left without one or a dozen tarts in hand, and neither should you.
Golden Gate Bakery
1029 Grant Ave
San Francisco, CA 94133