Let’s get this out of the way. I like Coco 500. I really do.
But that doesn’t mean the place is without its faults. It’s no veggie haven, I’ll tell you that much.
Coco 500 is usually my “go to” restaurant for dining recommendations. Meaning when a coworker asks where to go for a great meal that [...]
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One of the few places in San Francisco that I've visited several times without ever mentioning here is COCO500, the Loretta Keller establishment that rose from the ashes of what was once Bizou. My first dinner at the restaurant was in early 2006, right around the time that a consensus seemed to emerge in the food blogging community that COCO500 was the toast of the town. And I shared in that assessment. The food, in a word, was wonderful, from the spectacular flatbread with squash blossom and white truffle oil, to the delicious and flavorful halibut, to the scrumptious sweet summer corn. I was hooked, and my initial meal at this South of Market hot spot was followed by a rapid fire succession of several more, all of which were thoroughly satisfying.
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Awhile back, Loretta Keller’s well-liked restaurant Bijou (also at the corner of 4th and Brannan) morphed into Coco 500, a cool, casual hotspot serving some of the well-loved items from Bizou, along with some newer, Cal-Med dishes that of course change with the seasons.
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Dinner with H & E at Coco500 tonight started out with their signature cocktail ($10.00): with Hangar One Lime Vodka and Thai basil. We perused the menu as we munched on one of their flatbreads ($9.00): ...with parmesan and fragrant truffle oil.
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About a year ago, I wrote a lukewarm review of Coco500. I loved what I ate, but I was terribly put off by the attitude and the general "too-big-for-our-britches" attitude. I suppose that on some level, my feeling was (and still is) that if you give yourself the right to ride on the coattails of your former incarnation's reputation, your service had best reflect that you're not a brand-new establishment.
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I struggled whether I should place ~COCO500~ in "fresh meat" since a number of people still haven't checked it out, but then again, it's been open for close to a year, so into "the regular" it goes.
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Yesterday really was my lucky day. Lunch was the belated birthday gift from a dear blogging friend. But it was more than just lunch, you see, we needed to settle a dispute. Catherine claimed last week that Coco500 just might be her favourite restuarant in town. I have no argument with that, having been there no fewer than four times this year, it's obvious I am pretty fond of it too.
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Great Food, Great Service (or why COCO500 might be my favorite restaurant)
To be fair, I regularly declare that I have a "favorite new restaurant" -- almost every week, in fact -- but this time, I think I mean it. I finally got Mr. Food Musings in to COCO500, and I've decided that their flatbread with squash blossoms and truffle oil is the single best food in the City right now. That is, until you eat their peanut butter cup, which is a fine dining version of a Butterfinger. As Joy would say, Motherf***er! That was good. (Well, Joy wouldn't use asterisks. Whatever. We can't all be so comfortable wallowing in filth.)
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Coco500 used to be called something else and serve different food, but it recently went through an extreme makeover in its own right, and it has been on the "to try" list ever since.
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Tonight, Cameron and I are going to COCO500, one of SF’s hot new restros, so I peeked at the menu. I’m sending it straight to the editorial penalty box for the following infractions
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Last Friday after a book reading in Corte Madera, I went back to COCO500 with the Restaurant Whore and F. Both F. and I had eaten there before and suffered through terrible service, but one of us knew the bartender, one of us had a mad craving for the squash blossom and truffle oil flatbread, and one of us was just happy to go along and sneak in another yummy chocolate brownie. The verdict? Much better. I still loved the tempura-fried green beans (though yoo-hoo, the lemon aioli is way better than the eggplant tapenade for dipping) and fell immediately, head-over-heels in love with the flatbread. That alone is worth the trip. We also had a lovely whole fish, a dorade I believe, which was fileted tableside (I kept the head and ate the little cheeks -- I was willing to share but no one else wanted any). The wine was excellent, and this time the service was too. I wouldn't make a point of going back or dragging Mr. Food Musings -- well, maybe for the flatbread... -- but if we were in the neighborhood, I'd happily go in for another bite.
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I don't like writing lukewarm reviews, particularly when the food leaves absolutely nothing to complain about. But when poor or negligent service detracts enough from a meal to taint the overall experience, it has to be noted.
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Yeah, so I totally suck for not getting up more content on this piece of shit in a timely manner. Wish I could say I was doing something more exciting than touching myself over the prospect of going back to French Laundry this weekend, but then I'd be lying.
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