Soup at the Rusty Ladle
I went to the Rusty Ladle again today. It’s my go-to spot on cold San Francisco days. There’s something special about claiming a seat at their penny-topped counter, literally made from 15,000 pennies sealed in resin, and watching the steam rise from a bowl of soup.
Today’s choice was Bodega Bay Clam Chowder, paired with a mortadello sandwich loaded with olive tapenade. The clam chowder was rich and warming, bringing back memories of cooking up our own chowders at home with fresh-caught halibut from Crissy Field beach. John’s version has that same made-with-care feeling, but he’s elevated it to an art form.
John Lindsey, who owns the place, also runs the Great Highway Gallery next door. You can tell he brings that same artistic attention to his soups. The menu is always changing – each visit brings something new to discover. Today’s chowder was perfect, rich without being heavy, with tender clams that must have been in the ocean yesterday.
The space itself is simple. Just a soup bar with stools, really. But that’s what makes it work. It’s ideal for grabbing lunch with a friend or two, having a good conversation while John and his staff work their magic behind the counter. His genuine warmth makes every visit feel like stopping by a friend’s kitchen.
The Rusty Ladle is the Sunset District’s new treasure. You’ll find it at 3645 Lawton St, just a couple doors down from Andytown. Go on a foggy day when the soup will warm you from the inside out. Trust me – your soul will thank you.