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When I was in college on the east coast, and dating my darling hubby, he spent a summer working here in SF. He called me on the phone one night and the conversation went a little something like this:

HIM: We’re going to some crepe place after work.

ME: Huh?

HIM: Yeah, weird, I know.

Ah, the ignorance of youth. Neither one of us could fathom that there could be an entire restaurant devoted to crepes outside of France. We were stupid fucking idiots, because the restaurant in question was Ti Couz (3108 16th St. @ Valencia). It’s pure dumb luck that it’s the first crepe restaurant either of us ate at, as we could have had a totally crappy experience at some other so-called crepe joint. Instead, I got a midnight phone call after Jon’s first visit, gushing about the deliciousness of it all. (more…)

Did you ever see that SNL sketch with Cheri Oteri and Will Ferrell as the Spartan Cheerleaders? Well, the title of this post is from that sketch and I felt it fitting as my evening meal last night came from none other than the magical El Farolito.

El Farolito is on Mission St. at 24th St. They have another location on 24th, but I usually go to the one on Mission. I don’t know what they put in their burritos to make them taste so good, but I’m pretty sure it’s a derivative of cocaine. Which makes a lot of sense when you consider the neighborhood really.

I usually get a vegetarian burrito, with black beans, no sour cream …. (more…)

I am a sorry, sorry excuse for a human being. After enjoying Bar Crudo’s delicacies for close to a year now, I am FINALLY writing about it. This has to do with nothing but laziness and busy-ness on my part as Bar Crudo’s vittles rock the house.

Bar Crudo is teeny. Two counters (one of which faces their Lilliputian kitchen) and a handful of tables upstairs. Still, I’ve never had to wait, even walking in. This could be because I eat at weird times, or it could be because the throngs of people in Union Square have no idea that this gem is just under their noses. I’m not complaining.

I heart this place so much because they know what they are good at and they stick to it. Prime example: they don’t make dessert and don’t employ a pastry chef so they simply offer some xox truffles at the end of the meal if you need a bit of sweetness. Now I love dessert, but I’d rather have no dessert at all if my only other option is shitty dessert. Kudos to the Crudos for recognizing (more…)