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I’m in mourning over Bar Johnny. And I’m not just ready for a rebound. Over night, Bullitt shot into 2209 Polk’s black brick façade, painted some stripes, and changed the light fixtures. Poof! The moist and crunch croutons have vanished. So long truffle oil fries. Sayonara pork sliders.

I know Rome wasn’t built in a day. But I don’t like where things are going. The six-pack containers carrying ketchup and mustard scream Applebee’s, and are practically sinful with rich wood paneling and marble countertops as a backdrop. The menu rarely ventures beyond typical American bar food. And don’t get me started on the Olde English in brown paper bags for nine dollars!?

But! I will concede that the $15 bottomless mimosa special lives on, which is all it takes for me to park anywhere for five hours. So, Bullitt, I’ll be back, but I may not be eating. Okay, well, I can’t resist the curly fries.

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Eater SF has cleared up my speculation over the name of Bar Johnny’s replacement. The new name of 2209 Polk is Bullitt — named for the infamous high-speed car chase Steve McQueen flick that took cruised through Russian Hill.

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If you’ve ever eaten (or had a bottomless mimosa adventure) at Bar Johnny (2209 Polk), you may have noticed that the bar and restaurant’s receipts read “Tablespoon.” The name is residue from a former bistro, which was converted into Bar Johnny in 2007. Back in June, SF Eater got the scoop that the team from Tonic (2360 Polk) was in the process of buying Bar Johnny, and turning it into a new bar/restaurant.

As it turns out, it seems that the reason for the wonky receipts is that Bar Johnny had still been operating under Tablespoon’s liquor license — I am sure legally, no rumors here! That license has been canceled, a new license issued, and the new owner of 2209 Polk is using the handle “Disgruntled Goat Inc.” (more…)

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There are no amusement parks in San Francisco. There is no Times Square. No Bourbon Street. The Strip? Forget it. But there is a quiet destination that entertains for hours, leaving your laundry undone, and sending you giggly and starry-eyed to your eight o’clock dinner date. It’s called bottomless mimosas. You’ll find them few and far between, but when you do, you’ll never leave. The Castro’s Lime, is one big never-ending birthday party, with table dancing, groovy tunes, and cheeky waiters serving your vitamin C bubbly. The cobwebbed Marina kids head to Circa for a side of scenery with their spiked morning jus d’orange.2980740678_91b0f119d0The $10 bottomless mimosas at Polk Street’s Bar Johnny (2209 Polk at Vallejo), though, are like the friend your mother warned you about, or the extra brownie that spawns a visible weight gain — a gateway drug. (more…)

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