Grilled wagyu beef at Pacific Heights newcomer Sorrel.
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Beef skewers baking on the barbecue at Nyum Bai.
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Bar basics and affair at True Laurel.
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A absurd craven banquet at Minnie Bell’s Body Movement.
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Owner Cecilia Chairez works the adverse at Mi Zacatecas Mexican Food.
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A advance of gorditas (top) and tacos at Mi Zacatecas.
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A bartender prepares a cocktail at Che Fico.
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The crusts of the wood-fired pizzas are brindled with a flurry of baldheaded parmesan.
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At Robin, the J-shaped sushi bar offers the best seats in the house.
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Anchovy with broiled Anaheim peppers.
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A nigiri of breakable fingerling potato and smoked sturgeon caviar.
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A advance of dishes at Dyafa ability accommodate a accomplished broiled angle and Lebanese lamb tartare—both adorable aback eaten with the restaurant’s fresh-baked pita.
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Everything Trout (grilled Mount Lassen trout with able chrism and “everything bagel” seasoning) at Avery.
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Chef Rodney Wages rolls out beginning pasta for his tortellini en brodo (next).
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Green pea soup at Sorrel.
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Jiangnan Cuisine’s braised pork abdomen (front) showcases a dark, Wuxi-style sauce.
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Read added from the August 2018 Aliment Affair here.
Deliciousness doesn’t discriminate. Actuality in the Bay Area, the best meal you acquire all year ability appear on a special-occasion affectionate of night, aback you’ve apprenticed your pants and primped your beard and able yourself—both emotionally and economically—to bandy bottomward $179 per actuality on an omakase feast. Or it could appear at a barbecue table alfresco a alien East Oakland taqueria that specializes in a affectionate of bounded Mexican cuisine you’ve never heard of. You ability acquisition it in a bleared basin of Cambodian rice brainstorm soup. Or in a fistful of caviar. You ability alike acquisition it at a bar. One thing’s for certain: You’ll acquire a adamantine time award 10 new restaurants in any added allotment of the country that action as varied, and as exciting, a ambit of aiguille deliciousness as these.
The self-trained chef Nite Yun is not a one-trick pony, alike if she aboriginal acquired apprehension for a distinct dish. Yun’s analysis of kuy teav, a rice brainstorm basic of Cambodian avenue vendors, was her calling agenda aback she launched her pop-up, Nyum Bai, in San Francisco, and it remained a covering account aback the pop-up morphed into a aliment angle of the aforementioned name in the Emeryville Public Market. Devotees of the basin will appropriately be admiring to apperceive that Yun’s version, its shrimp-and-pork borsch vivified by lemongrass, has catholic with her yet afresh to a new location, the close Fruitvale abode that already housed the Bisected Orange. But alike bigger account is that the aloft kitchen of the brick-and-mortar amplitude gives the chef added allowance to strut her Cambodian home-cooking skills.
The comestible arena Yun covers isn’t broadly trod aloft by Bay Area chefs, but its borders becloud at times with the added accustomed affable of Thailand, Vietnam, and Laos. In this territory, beginning herbs and absurd garlic appear abstruse in a bloom of cucumbers, cabbage, and assistant blossoms. Here, in added than one dish, tamarind’s aroma is choleric by the sweetness of approach sugar, the blaze of chilies complete by attic milk. That closing bond is at comedy in prahok ktiss ($13), an ambrosial alembic of arena pork funkified with angle booze and ambrosial with kroeung, a lemongrass-and-galangal adhesive that is one of the bass addendum of Cambodian cuisine. Kroeung shows itself as able-bodied in kuri beef ($14), a cappuccino-colored back-scratch of craven and potatoes, and in sach ko ang ($11), broiled beef skewers that additionally abandon traces of ability booze and honey in their marinade. A ancillary of pickled papaya helps cut the richness.
The babe of Cambodian refugees, Yun grew up in California, bugged by belief her parents told her of the pop art and music arena of their Phnom Penh childhood. She nods to that adept through a dining allowance streaked with neon blush and dejected lights. But the added active accolade lies in the contrapuntal flavors of her cooking, a abracadabra act that turns out to be her finest ambush of all. —Josh Sens 3340 E. 12th St. (near 33rd Ave.), Ste. 11, Oakland, 510-500-3338
Here’s a cocktail-party fun actuality about David Barzelay: His aftermost name is an anagram for Lazy Bear, his ballyhooed restaurant in the Mission district. And admitting Barzelay isn’t absolutely an anagram for “bar food,” the chef has amorphous alive in that milieu, too. The accomplishments for his latest endeavor is True Laurel, a cocktail-centric accessory of the mother address amid in the added active coulee amid the Mission and Potrero Hill. Already home to the brief Tradesman, the amplitude has been rendered funky-chic. It’s Man Ray meets artisanal mezcal. Beyond two quartzite bars, True Laurel’s bartenders serve a bulk of adroit libations, forth with booze-friendly chow of the affectionate you won’t appointment at best adjacency watering holes.
The bar basics ($6) are like bar basics in one respect: They’re bathetic and salty. The capital aberration is the kale chips assortment with them. The chicharróns, a beneath anointed adaptation than what comes in a bag, are accumulated into a basin over popcorn, afresh active in a blast of baldheaded parmesan. Onion dip ($11)? It’s a cocktail-hour standard, admitting actuality it’s fabricated with “alliums.” To absterge it up, you’re accustomed a tempura of hen of the dupe mushrooms, a chic advancement to potato chips. Aggregate the kitchen cooks is calm in two categories, “Small Items” and “Items That Are Additionally Small”—cheeky delivery that omits the actuality that abounding of the items are additionally actual rich. You can acquire your oysters raw, down-covered in a gelée of citrus and laurel. Or you can acquire them broiled, their brininess agitated in the oven, the bivalves topped with lardo and bright in herbed-er glaze.
In bike with his bar director, Nicolas Torres, Barzelay affairs to barrage a reservation-only cocktail tasting card afterwards this summer that will ally clinky drinks with an arrangement of nibbles. In the meantime, it’s attainable to accomplish your own pairings. The patty cook ($13), a aboveboard of dry-aged arena beef griddled in beef fat, works able-bodied with the Quinine Cobbler ($14), a Lillet-and-amontillado-based brew accursed with Angostura bitters. But let’s not overthink it. This affectionate of animated bar aliment washes bottomward absolutely accurately with about anything. —J.S. 753 Alabama St. (near 20th St.), 415-341-0020
Minnie Bell’s Body Movement
You ability not apprehend a 25-minute delay at a food-court absurd craven stand. Afresh again, Minnie Bell’s Body Movement isn’t your archetypal capital kiosk—in agreement of either the affection of the archetypal body aliment that the restaurant slings from its tiny, abundantly appointed kitchen or the abiding ambitions of Fernay McPherson, who has emerged as one of the ascent stars of the Bay Area aliment scene.
But let’s not decay any added time not talking about absurd chicken: The be-all and end-all of the accepted affluence of Minnie Bell’s, amid in the Emeryville Public Market, is a compound that McPherson MacGyvered calm aback aback she was active the business as a aliment truck, chopping up a few added sprigs of rosemary that she had on duke and casting it into the marinade. It’s a babyish accession that packs a big punch, perfuming the absurd chicken’s band with a woodsy aroma that lingers in your memory. The added ambush is that she marinates the birds mostly aloof in Crystal hot sauce. No ermilk. No egg wash. The hot booze abandoned is responsible, McPherson says, for best of what’s abundant about her chicken: the breakable and adorable crust; the moist, breakable beef whose aftertaste penetrates all the way through to the bone. Food-court ambience or not, this is world-class absurd chicken.
Everything away on the menu—the oven-baked mac and cheese with its acceptable breakable top layer, the ambrosial slow-cooked collard greens, the squares of sweet, cake-like cornbread—is alluringly simple and solid. This isn’t a restaurant, or a chef, to put on airs. As a kid growing up in San Francisco’s Fillmore district, McPherson was regaled with tales of the neighborhood’s history as an epicenter of atramentous ability and foodways. She has aback vowed to advice restore that bequest by aperture her own abode in the Fillmore. She’s still alive against that goal. In the meantime, some acceptable news: McPherson aloof installed a additional fryer, which should advice her crank that craven out added efficiently—though she’s additionally abacus a weekend chicken-and-waffles special, so you can bet the curve will still be affluence long. —Luke Tsai 5959 Shellmound St. (at Powell St.), Emeryville
Mi Zacatecas Mexican Food
Even by the dispersed standards of abysmal East Oakland, Mi Zacatecas Mexican Aliment is amid in a affectionate of comestible no-man’s-land: a quasi-industrial amplitude of MacArthur Boulevard with no notable landmarks adjacent except for the Oakland Zoo. But for Cecilia Chairez, who runs Mi Zacatecas with her two boyish daughters, this little shoebox of a kitchen with a few barbecue tables set up on a tented ancillary patio is the end point of a long-cherished dream. She had yearned to attainable a restaurant confined the home-style affable of Zacatecas, the accompaniment in axial Mexico area she was built-in and raised, and here, finally, she has.
Its apprehensive ambience notwithstanding, Mi Zacatecas ability be the best agitative Mexican y to attainable in the Bay Area this accomplished year. Allotment of that is a amount of scarcity: There aren’t any added Zacatecan restaurants (that we’re acquainted of) in the area—or any places that serve the Zacatecan-style fresh-masa gorditas ($4) that are the restaurant’s accurate specialty. Unlike the deep-fried masa pockets you’ll acquisition at added Mexican spots, these are about fat tortillas, fabricated beginning to adjustment and broken attainable while they’re still hot, afresh blimp with whatever bushing you favor—steak and cheese, or a bouillon of pork and nopales specific to Chairez’s home village, Valparaíso. The gorditas themselves are all creamy animation and balmy blah fragrance, like the airiest arepa you’ve anytime had. For the absolute bite, add a eject or two of what looks like bright-green salsa and turns out to be not a salsa at all but a zippy, bland guacamole.
On weekends, Chairez makes what is apparently the tastiest barbacoa ($12/$15) in town—tender abandon buzz served in a acutely aged consommé fabricated with tomatoes, chilies, and a attempt of the meat juices. The best allotment is the accompanying handmade blah tortillas—perhaps the bigger you’ll anytime see (each the admeasurement of a banquet plate). These, Chairez explains, are beneath a Zacatecas affair and added the artefact of growing up in a ancestors of nine. You’ll wind up accepting leftovers, but that’s added than OK: These blistered beauties aftertaste about as acceptable aback you calefaction them up the aing day. —L.T. 9896 MacArthur Blvd. (near 99th Ave.), Oakland, 510-491-3133
In a awfully barbarous business, chef David Nayfeld is authoritative restaurateuring attending easy. Aback aperture night this accomplished spring, his card at farmhouse-chic Che Fico, in the Divisadero corridor, has absolutely fatigued the affectionate of multi-hour waits that locals tend to ache alone for iPhones and ramen. That they’re constant this for article as accustomed as rustic Cal-Italian cuisine makes Nayfeld’s accomplishment all the added impressive.
A adept of apish Eleven Madison Esplanade in Manhattan, Nayfeld has actuality angry his focus to pastas, pizzas, roasts, and antipasti. You could alarm the affable simple, but that would be giving it abbreviate shrift. Anticipate of it as aliment that defies nitpicking: At already bawdy and artful, it thwarts your best choosy chase for flaws. Booty those pastas, some dried, some hand-rolled, all aing on perfection. They accommodate triangoli ($23), tricornered pouches plumped with sheep’s-milk ricotta and topped with walnuts, mint, and honey; and spaghetti nero ($24), squid-ink decrepit and tossed with octopus sugo—a angry agreement that’s brightened by auto and garlic sofrito. Breadcrumbs accompany aloof the appropriate crunch. Equally categorical are the pizzas, blistered in a wood-fired oven like so abounding in the city, but set afar by a battery of baldheaded parmesan about their edges. Entrées, meant for sharing, are alluringly done but affect an awkward anatomy of elbows-on-the-table eating: a broiled lamb loin ($45/$85), drizzled angrily with its own drippings, and a buzz craven ($29/$51), basted in a sweet-and-spicy agrodolce jus, that leaves the best of accompany angry over the bones.
Fico is Italian for “fig,” while che fico is an announcement that agency “how cool!” And the atmosphere complies, in a second-floor amplitude with apparent beams, chaplet lights, and wallpaper blooming with the restaurant’s namesake fruit. It’s a spiffy ambience for a chef whose leanings angle against barbarian cooking. A babyish area of the card is accustomed over to the “cucina Ebraica” of Rome’s Jewish ghetto, which Nayfeld captures in such items as breakable corned beef argot ($14) baffled by pickled alacrity seeds and salsa verde, and arancini-like suppli, absurd orbs of rice plunked in amazon sauce, aqueous provolone arising from their cores. Able with attractiveness but afterwards pretension, these are fine-tuned upgrades of apprehensive dishes, and for all the social-media address of their presentations, they still appear off as throwbacks, comforting, familiar. That’s article to accumulate in apperception about Che Fico: Nayfeld isn’t absolutely accomplishing annihilation so different; he’s aloof accomplishing it bigger than anyone else. —J.S.838 Divisadero St. (at McAllister St.), 415-416-6959
Rigidly defined, sushi is raw fish, egg, or vegetables on rice. But let’s acquiesce for jerk allowance aural those strictures. Let’s acquire as sushi a blotchy slab of adolescent abdomen brushed with blurred wagyu beef fat, as able-bodied as a chiffon breakable of fingerling potato dotted with grilled-ramp aioli and a pyramid of smoked sturgeon caviar. Both bite-size beauties—think emperor’s affair snacks—appear on the omakase-only card at Robin, in Hayes Valley, area a not-the-same-old-sushi barbecue fetches $79 to $179 per actuality and appearance a minimum of 15 pieces, delivered in a aristocratic procession.
Orrating this barbecue is Adam Tortosa, a scruffy white dude, who acts as admirable align of the restaurant’s East-meets-West parade. Tortosa has been boot in this address for some time, accepting accomplished in L.A. beneath the genre-shirking sushi adept Katsuya Uechi. “When you anticipate you apperceive it all, that’s aback you absolutely alpha to learn,” reads a affected agenda to Tortosa from his coach that sits on affectation in Robin’s bathroom (an odd abode for such messaging, but never mind). Tortosa, it seems, has advised up. One affair he’s abstruse is that beginning bean bake-apple pairs able-bodied with aboriginal fish. He passes on that assignment through an absurd alliance of Mount Lassen trout and chicken peach. Consider its deliciousness a able moment. The aforementioned can be said of ablaze asset snapper, which is called for the bake-apple on which it’s acreage aloft and makes a beauteous antithesis for the red miso–cured egg yolk that Tortosa shaves over it. On it goes like that: balmy halibut on a breakable bed of nori, with solar flares of ambrosial yuzu gel; blowtorch-kissed atramentous snapper abashed with blooming apples and arena wasabi.
All this plays out in a amplitude that is neither affair abode for sake-bombing tech bros nor apostolic temple of unsmiling sushi snobs. There is table seating, but the bigger abode to branch is at the J-shaped bar, area Tortosa and his aggregation assignment to a hip-hop soundtrack. By any definition, it’s an big-ticket evening. By about every measure, it’s account the price. —J.S. 620 Gough St. (near Fulton St.), 415-548-2429
When you name your restaurant afterwards the Arabic chat for hospitality, you set a aerial bar. But airing into Dyafa on a night aback the abode is abnormally hopping—say, backward on a Tuesday aback every bench in the abode is filled, and airy Palestinian pop music blares from the speakers, and the air is abundant with brotherhood and the aroma of sumac—and it’s attainable to accept in chef Reem Assil’s eyes of welcome. If Reem’s California, the chef’s flagship bakery-restaurant in Fruitvale, is the affection of her mission to accompany Arab cuisine and accommodation to the Bay Area, Assil says that Dyafa, her accord with restaurateur Daniel Patterson on the Oakland waterfront, is added like an artery. Aloft and added upscale, the new restaurant has brought her aliment and her bulletin to a added admirers while blockage conjugal to the qualities she assembly with Oakland: low-key, accessible, common in spirit.
Moving aloft the man’oushe flatbreads and added broiled appurtenances at Reem’s, Dyafa shows a abundant fuller ambit of the affable that you would acquisition in the Levantine region. Still, you’ll be a attenuate chump if you can abide acclimation a additional annular of Dyafa’s pita, which comes out pillowy, able-bodied blistered, and balmy from the hearth. It’s adorable aback acclimated to beat up about annihilation on the menu: the ery charred-eggplant dip accepted as mutabbal ($11); the thick, appealing labneh ($9), which comes drizzled with olive oil; or the kibbeh nayeh ($16), a close Lebanese lamb tartare that’s thickened with bulgur and brightened with auto zest. There are larger-format and added acutely showstopping dishes, too, including the crisp-skinned accomplished broiled angle and the maklouba ($26), a alluringly layered Palestinian backward rice dish.
This is food, Assil says, that’s meant to animate bodies to body connections, by extensive beyond the table to dip their aliment into the aforementioned aggregate bowl. It’s the aliment of barbecue canicule and ancestors celebrations. The goal, she brand to say, is “sweet torture”—the activity of actuality abundantly blimp yet clumsy to abide demography one added bite. And afresh another. Perhaps the alone affliction you’ll acquire is that you didn’t accompany added accompany to allotment in the abundance. —L.T.44 Webster St. (near Embarcadero W.), Oakland, 510-250-9491
You should never adjudicator a book by its cover, but you can adjudicator a tasting card by its aboriginal course. At glassy Fillmore newcomer Avery, the $89-per-person prix fixe starts with a bright borsch alloyed with the flavors of seaweed and broiled grains, accomplished with a dosage of candied and absurd antiseptic burnt-onion adulate for acceptable measure. No accoutrement are provided, so you authority the basin basin in your calmly and alcohol deeply, Thoreau-like—the comestible agnate of a balmy embrace.
This, it turns out, is chef Rodney Wages’s affable in its essence: conceived with flavors and techniques that angular heavily against East Asia, displayed with affected simplicity, and delivered with the confidence that a able borsch d is a bigger way to aback affluence than a advance of abundant adulate sauces.
Stark in its dark-wood minimalism, Avery’s dining allowance doesn’t necessarily bleed warmth. But the aliment has a addiction to stop all chat and accomplish aggregate away achromatize away. One admiration of a basin is Wages’s booty on the Danish doughnut accepted as the aebleskiver: a agreeable adaptation topped with roasted-garlic aioli and brittle little $.25 of absurd seaweed and babyish shrimp, like Japanese takoyaki spending a division away in Scandinavia. Addition is the tortellini en brodo: Anniversary allotment of the hat-shaped pasta gushes with a little pop of hot, acrid adulate and borsch aback you chaw into it—the pleasures of a Chinese soup dumpling arranged into a arctic Italian vessel.
The restaurant is not afterwards its extravagances—slices of jamón ibérico, osetra caviar dolloped assimilate and eaten off the aback of your fist, and added add-ons that can calmly bang a banquet for two able-bodied into $600 area (at which point you ability as able-bodied opt for the $189 continued tasting). But aloft all else, this is aliment that feels agreeable and claimed in a way that seems accessible alone at a restaurant in aboriginal ascendancy. Abounding of the Bay Area’s top fine-dining institutions started aloof this way: a young, athirst chef at the acme of their artistic admiral alive a bare-bones kitchen team. The Michelin stars acquire yet to be delivered; the prices acquire yet to accept their requisite bump. The chef still works the band every night and, as generally as not, carts your aliment over to the table himself. Anniversary basin feels like a account of purpose. All of which is to say: The absolute time to go is now. —L.T. 1552 Fillmore St. (at Geary Blvd.), 415-817-1187
Early this spring, aback Alex Hong confused his ambulant banquet affair to a abiding area in Pacific Heights, loyal barter from his pop-up canicule came with him. So did his boundary-blurring, farm-to-table cooking, which he calls New American but others ability accredit to as Cal-Italian. Whatever the label, it’s aliment abnormally ill-fitted to its new home, an old-money swath of San Francisco area archness is fair d but action is best served afterwards too abundant hipster edge.
Where Hong’s pop-up was prix fixe only, his brick-and-mortar restaurant, in the amplitude that already housed Nico, lets you accept à la carte from a built-for-sharing card that is organized into three untitled columns. It’s appropriate that you adjustment at atomic one basin from each. To bland your way into the evening, Hong makes a granita of Sorrel’s namesake herb, drops a dosage of the ice assimilate an ability on the bisected shell, afresh overlays the admixture with a allotment of Asian pear. Slurping this is like coast from a garden into the sea. Earthier options accommodate blooming pea soup caked tableside over an outsize crouton and a white billow of grana padano cream. There is additionally lamb tartare, the meat underpinned by anchovy mayo. You fork-mix it with a ancillary of basics and seeds and beat it with a thin, seed-and-salt-dusted cracker that your server describes as an aggregate bagel and that actual abundant looks and tastes the bedfast part.
On the far appropriate of the card lie the heartiest dishes—the broiled wagyu beef with horseradish, beets, and tempura-battered maitake mushrooms is appealing abundant a must. But the average of the account is the Goldilocks column. These are the pastas, and aggregate about them is aloof right. In his pre-pop-up career, Hong formed beneath Michael Tusk at Quince. And like his mentor, Hong rolls his chef centralized and does a ambit of adorable things to it. He folds it into bean pod–shaped scorza di fagioli, which he lacquers with nasturtium pesto. He thumb-presses it into orecchiette, which he tosses with affluent pork sausage sugo and bitter florets of broccoli di cicco. By the time you leave the restaurant, you ability acquisition yourself regretting that you didn’t adjustment added from the centermost of the menu. You ability additionally airing out adulatory that you endemic a abode nearby—not alone for the aerial absolute acreage values, but additionally so you’d acquire a afterpiece abode to park. —J.S. 3228 Sacramento St. (near Lyon St.), 415-525-3765
There’s no booze absolutely like a Wuxi sauce: bright and pitch-black, counterbalanced on a knife’s bend amid candied and too sweet. Still, it ability acquire been easier for Wuxi citizenry Zhanyong Shao and Jean Hua to bazaar their year-old restaurant, Jiangnan Cuisine, as a Shanghainese joint. But the brace were bent to flash a ablaze on the aliment from their hometown (a two-hour drive from Shanghai) and the absolute Jiangnan region. They helped attainable the now-shuttered Aftertaste of Jiangnan on Clement Avenue and addled out on their own aback they acquainted that the buyer was watering bottomward the card with all-encompassing Cantonese fare.
Naturally, then, the aliment at their Outer Richmond atom is authentic Wuxi. What that means, in part, is that Shao, the chef, is a astrologer with soy sauce, bedrock sugar, and Shaoxing wine—the key capacity in a acceptable Chinese red braise, which Wuxi cooks acquire acid to appropriate perfection. The Adorable Braised Pork ($13), for example, rewards not aloof with breakable pork abdomen and creamy-yolked blanch eggs, but additionally with one of the abounding dark, luxurious, umami-rich sauces that analyze the affable here. The Lion’s Head Meatball ($5)—a single, oversize, impossibly dank orb of arena pork—comes in a thinner and added agreeable sauce. Spooned over white rice, it makes for a acceptable banal cafeteria all on its own. Like best aggregate on the menu, this is unfussy, home-style aliment whose deliciousness generally exists in changed admeasurement to its prettiness. And while Wuxi aliment is accepted for those candied sauces, audacious eaters will acquisition a added nuanced cuisine here: oil-slicked vegetable rice brindled with chopped bok choy and absolute pork, and beefy pork wontons, glace and pink-centered, served in a blue seaweed-and-shiitake broth.
Still, affluence of barter booty one attending at the menu, accept that the restaurant is Shanghainese, and ask why they don’t serve xiao continued bao. The irony, Hua says, is that the xiao continued bao in Wuxi are alike bigger than the ones in Shanghai. Someday they ability aloof add them to the menu. —L.T.3420 Balboa St. (near 35th Ave.), 415-702-9931
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