I have the same complaint that I have with the other book, that it way too aggressively name-drops San Francisco concepts. Maybe this is just what reading a book set in a place that's familiar to you is bit it feels like the entire book is like "I was walking down Valencia with my coffee from Four Barrel Coffee on my way to Tartine when I ran into my friend who was walking from Dolores Park with an ice cream from Bi-Rite"