When you live in the bay area, but not in San Francisco, it's easy to drive in to the City for the day. If you are a foodie, then of course you count yourself lucky because of the unparalleled selection of restaurants you may visit. Bzzzzt! Wrong!
Most of the most interesting restaurants in SF close for lunch on the weekends. There's a long list of places I'd like to try, but can't get there because Mr. Pug and I don't want to have a big dinner with wine and then drive 90 miles home to Morgan Hill when we're falling asleep. This limits us to either: (a) staying the night in the City so that we can have dinner at, say, Asia de Cuba or Aqua, or (b) only eating at places which remain open for lunch on a weekend. Included in the latter type of places are all the touristy joints and the more casual eateries. Thank heavens for Jeanty at Jack's! They're even open on Sundays for lunch!
As long as I'm at it, I'll include Berkeley in this rant. We wanted to dine at Fonda's this last weekend, but discovered too late that they were only open for brunch. We checked the menu, but we were not into bacon and eggs. We wanted Latin American tapas! We ended up at a funky, homely little Greek restaurant further down Solano Avenue, called Britt-Marie, and had very tasty moussaka and spanokopita.
What is it with us Americans? In France, lunch is a big deal and you can dine almost anywhere on Sunday at lunch time. We Americans, on the other hand, must sleep until noon and then get up and eat ham and eggs at 1 p.m., washed down with orange juice and champagne. I just want to have lunch at a nice restaurant on Saturday! Is that so wrong? ::pout::