Maybe we should explain: We take coffee in the morning, then again in the mid-afternoon. In doing these little roundups of the local publications, all of which–or at least many of which, including the Chronicle’s food section and both alt-weeklies–come out on Wednesday, we’re going to publish right around coffee time, so that just in case you, reader, take your caffeine on a similar schedule, you can join us in skimming the food news and reviews over your dark brew.
The SF Weekly’s Meredith Brody has harsh words for Avenue G. One of those words was “Seviche,” which all our web sources told us was a perfectly fine way to spell it, but we’re convinced, based on hours spent gazing up at taqueria menus, that “ceviche” is correct. Anybody want to weigh in? Avenue G’s San Francisco Cuisine Needs a Road Map [San Francisco Weekly]
Over at the Guardian, L.E. Leone has another lyrical, moving piece on weddings, funerals, the transition from man to woman and, as is more and more common these days, nothing on restaurants whatever. Butterflies [San Francisco Bay Guardian]
But Paul Reidinger picks up the slack, with a thorough investigation of Tinderbox, about which he had mostly nice things to say, despite the fact that it apparently styles itself as a “freestyle bistro” that Reidinger says has a bent for “artful eccentricity.” Tinder is the Night [San Francisco Bay Guardian]
