A Russian bakery in SF

All four of my grandparents came to this country from Russia.  So it was a bit nostalgic for my mother last week when, driving through SF out toward the ocean, we passed an old-fashioned Russian bakery:

She saw it and said she'd love to go there sometime to see if they had real pumpernickel bread.  Being the good son I am, I turned around and headed back, dropping her and the rest of our party by the front door (since it was raining):

It was late on a Sunday afternoon, but the bakery was packed.  Sure enough, they did have fresh pumpernickel bread, along with lots of other traditional Russian choices:

I especially liked "any kind of Piroski" and the spelling of "blinses."

There must be a strong Russian  community in that part of SF.  They certainly have a good place to go for their bread and pastries.