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Magnolia Pub.
Chez Panisse, upstairs.

I've found it easy to seek out the -est thing in the Bay and then get drawn into a cycle of eating at quite nice but ultimately not-what-I-dig restaurants. That quest has now given way to Magnolia, Panisse, lather, rinse, repeat. At CP, I prefer upstairs where one is reminded that it is first and foremost a neighborhood restaurant, and ridiculously inexpensive as well.

Obvs, Panisse is a 30-45min journey on BART/foot from your hotel, but totally doable. Magnolia is a cab ride.

Don't forget the Pac-10-ACC tilt at the downtown baseball park on the 27th...

New Orleans survivor

Too late, so you better hide your uncool fleece.

Anne @ Pink Galoshes

I can't wait to read all about your culinary travels in San Fran!

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