As a Korean-American foodie who resides in West Oakland, I’m lucky that there’s a slew of fine eateries not too far from our home all along Telegraph Avenue in Temescal.
Archive for October 25th, 2009
For all its charms, San Francisco falls sadly short when it comes to late-night dining. Ten o’clock may be normal in New York City and a little on the early side in Barcelona, but here, you’ll be lucky to find a burrito, much less a plate of pasta and an arugula salad. Enter Creperie Saint Germain, Nutella-drenched savior to the SoMa clubbing set.