Yesterday was my 24th birthday, and I decided to treat myself to what I expected would be a fabulous meal at the renowned restaurant Quince (in Pacific Heights). The ambiance was immediately charming, the service attentive- until I made it clear to our waiter that we would not be ordering wine with our meal (owing to a sore throat on my part, and my dining partner's mildly upset stomach). I did order a pot of tea, and received it quickly, along with a plate of breadsticks and donut-hole like bread (however, with no olive oil to dip the bread in, and since it was a tad dry, the experience was less than fabulous). I asked for a dish of olive oil, and received it 25min. later! After I had completely filled up on dry bread and tea. We didn't get our starters for at least 35min., by which time we were so full of bread, that our appetites were not what they had been. My seafood sausage was overly salted, and the steamed spinach which accompanied it was unceremoniously dumped in the middle of the plate (and unseasoned). The second course, gnocchi for me, was great. They were fresh and perfectly cooked, not chewy or gummy like some I've had. My third course was the monkfish (overly chewy and difficult to cut) with medallions of seasonal vegetables (zucchini, potatoes, carrots, peppers, etc.) and it was good, but not unique or surprising or unusual (as reviews had let me to expect). Instead, it reminded me of something I would get out of my mother's kitchen (no offense at all to my mother). It was good, but not pricey restaurant good. I decided mid-way through my fish, to forgo dessert and go home (where a slice of Baskin Robbins ice cream cake awaited). I'm eager to hear the experiences of others who have dined at Quince- not just overpaid restaurant reviewers! Maybe the service was slow because the waiter was new, or they were short-staffed in the kitchen that night. Whatever the reason, I won't be eating there again, and I won't recommend it to friends. If anyone asks me about Quince I will say, "The service was slow, and the food didn't knock my socks off." At $25 a plate for the entrees, I'd like my socks to be knocked off every time.