So Noodles Almost always, one of two means are used in selecting the next spot upon which to grace my wobbly prose: either word of mouth, or spur-of-the-moment curiosity.  Working in the restaurant industry myself, I’m constantly fielding a steady stream of recommendations from cooks, bartenders, servers, etc., not to

                    You See Sushi Living in S.F, you’re afforded many opportunities to sweat your balls; Russian Hill, Nob Hill, Diamond Heights, Twin Peaks; bike or run up any of these rises and, if you’re not in good enough shape, you’ll find

Ippuku’s sake on tap There was a time when we as a people lived in fear of eating under-cooked pork.  Casting my mind back to the early 80’s, when A-Ha’s “Take On Me” was annoyingly inescapable and dudes everywhere sported see-through mesh t-shirts, our mothers and fathers were unwitting violators

Normally, Kyo-ya would be on the radar of no broke ass. Its only saving grace for people like us is its happy hour. Kyo-ya has a great atmosphere and layout. It’s mellow and “modern”, if you will. There is also a pretty bitchin’, somewhat secluded room with leather chairs and

Hallowe’en may not be part of Japan’s culture, but that doesn’t mean they don’t like a good story about ghosties any less than the rest of us.  In Japan, they’re known as yokai and come in all sorts of fun shapes and sizes. It would seem they decided to impart