The Regular

Pic from Spruce--mine sucked. Excuse me while I finish polishing my shoes, ironing my shirt, and applying my favorite Dior red lipstick (yes, the bastards have discontinued the color already). Newsflash: there is a new restaurant in San Francisco that you'll actually want to spiff up a…

Are you ready to go to battle, soldier? What? I can't hear you! Because where I am about to take you is loud, sweaty, and chaotic--there will be pots of boiling water, sake bombs going off left and right, drunk and unpredictable civilians, and hot shrapnel of…

I was a little skeptical when METRO KATHMANDU was opening in the 94117, a second Nepali restaurant not five blocks away from another one in the neighborhood, Kathmandu Cafe. As a friend and I recently lamented, would it be so hard to have some Italian here? Or some French bistro…

With the rampant izakaya or izakaya-inspired openings in SF (Nihon, Umami, Hime, Sozai, and the soon-to-open O), it's time to pay homage to one of the originals, OYAJI, tucked away on a foggy stretch of Clement out in the Richmond. The style of dining is…

After my unofficial tablehopping crash course through New Orleans this summer, I was so fired up to learn how much the food and flavors there really had terroir. Like, where y'at? I was in NAWLINS, make no mistake, honey. I would love to move there for a few…

You know that feeling when you walk into a place and you're like, "uh oh--this does not bode well…" SUDACHI set all my "Danger, Will Robinson" bells ringing, starting with a front room that was dark and total crickets, with just a lonely…

I am so not a golfer. But I can definitely appreciate the charms of having a Memphis-style BBQ lunch outside, overlooking a nice green in the middle of Golden Gate Park. With an ice-cold Anchor Steam beer. Yeah, not too shabby. The next time it's a…

After going on a total Spanish tapas tear in New York, you can trust I was fired up about the arrival of LAÏOLA on our local dining scene, the latest project from Joe Hargrave and Andrew McCormack of Frisson. Even more exciting (and I am not alone in this) was…

Back in my advertising days, I remember being (occasionally) invited to some fabulous vendor lunches--three-hour affairs that made me want to curl up and sleep under my desk once we returned to the agency. It was the mid-nineties, so places like One Market, Postrio, and Farallon were…

*THIS RESTAURANT HAS CLOSED* CAFE MAJESTIC has been getting a ton of buzz lately--the publicist has been doing her job for sure, but it's also because there is some talent simmering in the kitchen: Ian Begg. He's worked under Todd Humphries at the Wine Spectator…