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I like shoes, sure. But I like food even better than I like shoes. So allow me to turn your attention to the culinary delight that is the Popeye's biscuit.

It was my friend Sonya, of People Reading, who first described to me the charms of the Popeye's biscuit. At a low point, she lingered at the door early one morning, waiting for the restaurant to open so she could get her fix.

On my way to interview Matthew yesterday, I thought, "Hm...haven't eaten anything today. What would be satisfying, yet portable? Delicious and cheap? Available on the walk from Mission to Potrero Hill?"

BISCUIT.

"Hola," I say to the Chinese guy behind the register.
"Biscuit. A llevar?" he says, knowing my story.

One second later, the Popeye's biscuit: buttery, warm, and crumbly, served with a packet of honey.

I do have a stupendous buttermilk biscuit recipe, but that takes time, effort, and buttermilk. When you're on the go and only a warm disc of caloric goodness will do, try the Popeye's biscuit. We won't tell.