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May 21, 2011



Oh, how I miss Florent. Jay and I used to eat prix-fixe at the counter and always referred to it as "our place" long before Diane von Furstenburg or Penny Arcade sat down for rillettes. Back when it was somewhat scary to go to that neighborhood after dark. Well, scary for different reasons than it is today.

SF Sex Toy

Need more places like this...

The Devoted Classicist

My design studio was located nearby from 1988 to 1998 and Florent was a great place for dinner after the commercial meat packing industry closed down (and hosed down) for the day. The Bastille Day celebrations in the street were legendary.

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