I just had my 4 o’clock snack. At 4 o’clock every day I have buttered olive bread topped with pickles, sometimes with fresh tomatoes. I have a love affair with vinegar. It’s true. As a kid I used to drink vinegar straight. At Luce we pickle all sorts of things—kumquat, rhubarb, cucumbers. I am just addicted to pickles. Maybe it’s because I’m French. Everything comes with pickles in France.
By Sunday night, when you are in post-Hardly Strictly Bluegrass or LoveFest recovery mode, you'll be ready to cozy up to the couch and watch the season premiere of the second season of Food Network's The Next Iron Chef. Given that many Americans appear to have an obsession with contest-based reality shows, and given that here in San Francisco we have a particular interest in food-focused competitions, we're guessing that the show, featuring local chef Dominique Crenn of Luce and once-local-and-now-oft-missed chef Nate Appleman, will have a strong local following.
You want to have the best experience at a restaurant in San Francisco?
Don’t go on a Friday or Saturday. Really. Because you know what? Those
are the same nights that everyone wants to dine out, and the crush of
humanity would really like to be seated at 7:30, thank you very much.
Valentine’s Day is often referred to by the industry as “amateur night”
and I’m betting Friday and Saturdays are considered “amateurish” too.