I'm sitting in the San Francisco Oven right now, waiting for some pizza and taking advantage of some free wifi. There are a bunch of posters on the wall behind the counter brandishing photos of miscellaneous food items and the slogan, "A Taste of the Bay Area."

I could be wrong, but I imagine that tasting the Bay Area tastes a lot more like dirt. Maybe a little salt, since it's so close to the Pacific and all that.

Possibly also a little like the Village People and sweaty rainbows.