Sleepless in San Francisco

I’ve concluded that Cotogna is like one of those guys you have an AMAZING first date with, but try hanging out again and he’s all, “I really like hanging out with you it’s just my schedule is sooo busy right now. My job is so demanding. Can I see you soon?” WTF Cotogna, I hate that I love you. You’re amazing and I just want to hang out, I’ll even pay you to hang out. Just… please, can we hang out? Not for another month? Seriously? Fine, screw you and the horse you rode in on. Just kidding I’ll see you in a month.

And Park Tav is my new neighborhood gem, which I don’t think North Beach was expecting but we’re all raving about the new kid on the block. I’ve lived here for two years now, with restaurants opening and closing in that same spot and finally, Park Tavern swoops in to romance us with brussel sprout chips and Arnold Palmer floats. Reservations can be tricky but much more promising.

So I’m assuming the other restaurants on this list I haven’t tried yet are equally up to par, but don’t quote me on that. I’ll let you know once I check some off on the “things to eat in SF” list.