
Bar Crenn
I’m not sure the man in a velvet maroon blazer who greeted us at the front door of Bar Crenn was French, but it doesn’t matter —

International Smoke
Everyone loves Ayesha Curry. She is warm and smart and real, with a tireless commitment to kids, her own as well as the 13 million children

As Quoted
A Glutton’s Report from the Gluten-Free Frontlines For an omnivorous, carb-craving, cocktail-swilling, relatively new restaurant critic still getting accustomed to her intake, spending dawn to

Beep’s — SF’s Best $7 Burger
I had no childhood memories of the place. I had no adulthood memories of the place, either. Honestly, I barely knew Beep’s Burgers existed, until

Eight Tables
The walk to Chinatown’s most expensive restaurant isn’t easy. For one, hidden behind a chain-link fence down an otherwise desolate alley, the place is hard

Octavia
In restaurant real estate, people often talk about cursed locations. You know, where one day it’s New American, the next it’s Thai, two weeks later

Hook Fish
It was August in the Outer Sunset and so of course there were puffy coats and wool beanies and beards. And flip-flops. Everyone out here

Duna
Dinner at Duna involves very few decisions, and for this we should be grateful. We’ve got enough to think about as we scroll endlessly, depressingly,

Robin
It felt, at first, a little bit like flying first class. In part, because of our seats: comfy, caramel-colored leather cushions that would fit right in

City Counter
I will do breakfast, dinner, after-work drinks with anyone, anytime. But that whole “Wanna grab some lunch?” thing? Eh, no thanks. Like most office types

Walzwerk
As the first San Francisco restaurant critic for Eater, I published reviews every other week. Restaurants aren’t entirely unlike people. Each one is unique, striving to

A Mano
It’s a quiet Tuesday night in Hayes Valley, the kind of blustery, cold, blah Tuesday night when you’d expect people to stay in and order