Don’t worry, though. There’s wine.
More importantly, there’s Fig & Thistle, a new shoebox of a wine bar that looks like someone’s miniature home but acts like a secret quaffing lair just begging you to get yourself into some sort of trysting situation, now open in Hayes Valley.
This place started out as a residential apartment. Then it was a therapist’s office (because of course it was). Then someone decided to hang some denim curtains, toss in a communal table and complete the look with a redwood-slab bar.
And a bunk bed.
The result: what looks like your friend Phil’s place crossed with the parlor of an old Victorian home.
You’d be fine to go it alone here and pass the time with your barkeeps, Valentine and Angel (just...). Have them pour you a small-batch this or a limited-distribution that. Like a zinfandel/abouriou blend from Old World Winery. Or a Briceland arneis from Humboldt County.
Of course, you could also bring... someone. It’s good like that. All dark and in an alley and whatnot. Take a seat on that bunk bed. The bottom half is basically a couch and the top half has a bunch of plants on it.
Yeah, we’re just as bummed as you are about that last part.