Only steps from some of the big stores along Market Street, the theatre district and the opulent city hall you will find tangled fire escapes crawling up the flophouses, hole in the wall corner stores, dive bars. Lotsa people just hangin out in the street. An edgy vibe. Also long lines for piled-high banh mi at Saigon Sandwiches. No frills Indian restaurants. A photo shoot for a musician down an art-strewn alleyway.
Supposedly the neighbourhood is so named because the cops patrolling that beat used to get extra danger pay (or bribes in another version of the story) so they could then afford to buy the best cut of meat- the tenderloin.