Tofitti

A few days ago I noticed the word “TOFU” spray-painted onto a U.S. mailbox in Presidio Heights. A few weeks ago, I also saw the phrase “2004 TOFU” daubed on a step on Corona Heights. I was intrigued, in part because I am a lover of tofu and also because tofu and graffiti just don’t go together, any more than hip-hop and alfalfa, or yoga and break-dancing. Is this a sign that tofu is now mainstream, relished by hoodlums and health nuts alike? Or maybe it’s just in San Francisco, city of vegan cookies and soy lattes, that even vandals love tofu.