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Where to Eat Right Now

I’ll be the first to admit that I could be considered a bit jaded, especially when it comes to restaurants. Because even in a city as rich, culinarily speaking, as San Francisco, it’s still possible to have a bad meal. In essence, that’s what my job is all about—trying to steer people away from all the bad dinners out there. I take the bullet so you don’t have to.

Dine for a Cause


Machu Picchu
photography by Rachel Berg

We San Franciscans are all too familiar with earthquakes. I don’t know about you, but I’ve been following the news about Peru’s 7.9er last week. Recent reports put the death toll at more than 500, with tens of thousands victims left homeless. Tragedies like this often make me feel helpless—what can I do to help people thousands of miles away?

Sozai-Style Eats


The re-usable bento box.

When Size Matters

If you happen to work on Grant and Geary, as we do at 7x7, and you’re being lazy (as I generally am) and looking to purchase a decent cup of coffee within a one-block radius, take the few extra steps and walk up to Union Square.

Puttin’ on the Ritz



I’ve only stayed at The Ritz-Carlton once in my life, but it only takes one visit to appreciate how truly decadent a stay—or a meal or even a drink—here is. After all, if it’s good enough for Danielle Steel….  (I heard on NPR on Tuesday morning that it was her 60th birthday and then saw her step out of a shiny black SUV as I was leaving the Ritz-Carlton San Francisco last night. Perhaps a b-day dinner celebration at The Dining Room?)

One Tequila, Two Tequila, Three Tequila …

That’s when I stopped counting.


Five tequilas to taste (reposado, platinum, anejo, paradiso, anniversario).

Eating My Greens


The Dagwood to go.

Lettuce is my idea of rabbit food, not salad. Sure greens ought to be a major component, but, in my mind, a large, leafy salad just means a lot of chewing. If I’m looking to fill up on a meal-sized salad that brings together various layers of texture and tastes to make salad chewing worthwhile, I search no further than Mixt Greens.

Loco for Pollo at Zuni

Zuni Café’s been in business since 1979, so there’s no disputing that they’ve got a good thing going. It’s certainly one of my favorite SF spots—even if I’ve only been three times, most recently last Tuesday night. My friend Amanda and I were originally thinking Japanese, but when Sebo’s sushi bar was not an option, we went to Plan B—wait at Zuni’s bar and order the roast chicken for two. Amanda’s a dark-meat eater, and I’m all about the white, so we’re a match made in whole-chicken-eating heaven.

Pasta My Heart

I know I write about pasta a lot. But as they old saying goes: Write what you know.

Where to Eat Next


In the Outer Richmond, a restaurant to return to.
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