Hotel Biron Wine Bar

Happy Belated Birthday, San Francisco Stylephile. I was lucky enough to be able to pop in on this amazing lady the other night as she was settling into Hotel Biron.

I would also like to say—Hotel Biron, you make so happy. Although I do like you better when you have less people inside, but your staff is always gracious. That’s the thing about wine bars in the city you either get bad service from the too cool for school set or they are oddly formal. The oddly formal murders me as, c’mon people, this is Northern California. You can wear jeans everywhere and have great food and wine. This makes us better than the East Coast. They have so many more rules there and mostly those rules suck so why are we following suit?

Anyways, the staff here is nice and even when they are slammed. They will walk you through getting a wine that you will like and they don’t make it intimidating at all. Plus they let you try stuff. And not in that sneaky “I will give you a condescending look if you try more than one wine” way. They really mean it. Big kisses, Biron, and I guess it sucks that so many have come to love you, but that’s what happens when you’re so likable. (Ah, but we will always have those less crowded evening in early 2005 when I first found you when I was doing freelance reviews for Shecky's here in SF.)

Also, if any NY transplants haven’t heard about this place they will be happy to know that they have the brick exposed walls and couches so you feel East Village.

Four Star Experience (can be a Five on nights when it becomes a "perfect bar" which is filled with people but has seating for you)