If there's anything we’ve mastered in S.F., it’s Food with a capital F. Eating it, making it, talking about it — no matter how you slice it, this city kills in the cuisine arena. But, one thing that leaves our stomachs grumbling is the lack of late-night options. Is it so wrong to want dinner after nine o’clock? Will the hostess judge our peckish eating habits, leaving us to forage for crumb cakes and diet soda, again?
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