Luna Park - The Mission
So post-CrushPad meeting where about 10 of us discussed the creation of our next KILLER ZIN (we just scored some '07 fruit from the Turley Vineyards), the lot of us was hungry. Hey winemaking (well, discussing winemaking while noshing on crackers & cheese) takes it out of you!
We're in the Dogpatch area, where I wish I would have done some real estate speculating 5 years ago, and the first place I think of, being sooo in-the-know ;) is Piccino, the new Italian spot off of 22nd and 3rd. But I think 10 people at 9PM on a Thursday is prolly a no-go in a place that seats...about 10. So we frantically call around. Slow Club? Nope. Luna Park? Yessirreebob. We are IN.
Bonus, since J&J were carpooling with our buds Jonathan and Brian in their fancy new Caddie SUV (hey, way to go green, guys!), we didn't even have to sweat parking! Got drop-off service right at the door.
So the thing is, ever since this place opened 6-7 years ago I had heard plenty about it. Not necessarily good or bad or actually any detail. Just the name. So we stroll in there with zero preconceptions.
Cool, kitschy vibe. I think the folks at Luna call it 'Flea Market Chic'. Whatever, you get the idea. Dark, blood-red walls, lots of wood, semi-Eugene like (if you've been there, you'll know) laid-back, definitely not the oh-so-popular and cool stainless steel and glass decor.
First impression: Well I guess second impression since I already said it seemed cool and kitchy...not so good. I ordered a couple 'ritas when we walked in. Took literally over 5 minutes for the person to figure out how to make a margarita, so I quickly said - "hey, you may as well make it a double". I left out "because as inept of a bartender you are I may die of thirst waiting for you to make a second round" part. Anyhoo, so when we finally get them, the tab is $22. Per drink. WTF?!
But hey, we get seated quickly which was great, I really did expect a wait.
B-I-G menu. Lotsa stuff, 8-10 Appys, 1/2 dozen salads, 8 pastas, 8-10 entrees (basically every type of meat imaginable) and about 6-7 sides. Dang. All pretty reasonably priced too, appys sub $10 and most entrees around 16-18 bones. Leans toward comfort food (corn dogs, fries, mac ' cheese, pot roast...did I say Corn Dogs?!) with some nice non-comfort stuff thrown in too, like Curry Pork Satay with Mint-Cucumber Sla, Nicoise Salad, and Grilled Alaskan Salmon with Beluga Lentils, Frisée, Orange, Olives, Tomatoes and Basil. Think the strategy is to have something for everyone? Well it works. Hell, like I said we had 10 people at our table and I don't think anyone had the same dish!
Well, I wish I could report back to y'all with a review of something more exciting, but J&J ordered mighty boring...Nicoise Salad and a Burger. Yep, you guessed it...Rare, Cheddar, no bun. That's us. But of course with a side of fries. I'm not gonna yammer on about a Salad Nicoise, it was solid. The seared tuna was muy tasty. The burger? Showed up rare. Is this chef from France?! Whoa. He or she certainly took our order seriously. Polished it off. Don't kill me, but I can't remember much about the fries.
Next time around I'd try the Pork Cutlet stuffed with Gruyere and Shrooms. Breaded, just in case you were wondering.
Everyone seemed to enjoy their food, and of course we had a blast. Service was good enough.
So bottom line: I give this place a 7 outta 10. You get what you pay for, the food is solid. Nothing hugely memorable here to make me rush back, but if I'm in the Mission and hungry for comfort food I'd give it a go. Oh, no valet and parking blows, good luck with that.
Luna Park
694 Valencia Street (nr 18th)
San Francisco, CA, 94110


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