We should warn you.
Over the next few days, there’s a strong to very strong chance you’ll spot a sexy nurse. Maybe two.
You may even stumble into a whole medical laboratory—X-ray shades, lab stools, the whole thing.
If you do: fear not. In fact, sit down, make yourself at home and order up some crab...
And say hello to AQ, a brand-new date spot in the former headquarters of the department of health, opening next week in SoMa.
Now, we should be clear—it doesn’t really look like a medical lab at all. Sure, there are light fixtures fashioned from old X-ray shades. And wooden stools that may have once supported a mad scientist. Oh, and again: the whole place housed the original department of health (presumably giving them a leg up in the inspection process). But the vibe is more outdoorsy, complete with manzanita trees around the entrance.
You’ll come here on a date or to close the deal when you finally buy Twitter. (They’re setting up shop in the neighborhood.) Sit under the softly glowing lamps and run through a seasonal menu cooked up by a La Folie vet—think crispy lamb belly or Dungeness crab. They don’t have a full liquor license yet, so for now you can wash it all down with a Drake’s Jolly Rodger or a bottle of Châteauneuf-du-Pape.
Or as you call it, the Big Pape.
Over the next few days, there’s a strong to very strong chance you’ll spot a sexy nurse. Maybe two.
You may even stumble into a whole medical laboratory—X-ray shades, lab stools, the whole thing.
If you do: fear not. In fact, sit down, make yourself at home and order up some crab...
And say hello to AQ, a brand-new date spot in the former headquarters of the department of health, opening next week in SoMa.
Now, we should be clear—it doesn’t really look like a medical lab at all. Sure, there are light fixtures fashioned from old X-ray shades. And wooden stools that may have once supported a mad scientist. Oh, and again: the whole place housed the original department of health (presumably giving them a leg up in the inspection process). But the vibe is more outdoorsy, complete with manzanita trees around the entrance.
You’ll come here on a date or to close the deal when you finally buy Twitter. (They’re setting up shop in the neighborhood.) Sit under the softly glowing lamps and run through a seasonal menu cooked up by a La Folie vet—think crispy lamb belly or Dungeness crab. They don’t have a full liquor license yet, so for now you can wash it all down with a Drake’s Jolly Rodger or a bottle of Châteauneuf-du-Pape.
Or as you call it, the Big Pape.
