Call us defensive, but the fig flap won't die, and S.F. chefs are still making ironic references to it on their menus.
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A food writer transplanted from NY to SF says that San Francisco needs to accept that we're the "gorgeous younger sister" who everyone wants to be like.
Among the new takes on classic SF dishes is a possibly fictitious brick-oven roasted "chicken" with a "bread salad."