Last night I ate out at this “trendy” San Francisco sushi restaurant called Umami in the Marina. I’ve been there several times before, and love pairing Scotch and nigiri. The atmosphere is fun and lively, the lighting perfect, the waiters attentive. Last night was packed. People 35-and-under standing around the bar holding cocktails and whiskey and beer.
I had a lot of fun and the food was great, even though I had to shout above the din of the crowd. About halfway through my meal was when I had the Super Snobbified Experience.
I was buzzed from drinking Scotch and headed to the women’s bathroom. Once inside, I heard funny voices coming from the ceiling, so looked around up there to hear where it was coming from. A Japanese word, an English word. I smiled, thinking it was interesting while a couple of women washed their hands.
Then, one of them spoke: “Were you rolling your eyes?” She said it abruptly, eyes hardened, pulling me out of my pleasant Scotch-zone. I saw a pretty, made-up woman about 30-years-old, her brown hair in a ponytail, her designer jeans cuffed at the ankle. “Um, no,” I said, “I heard Japanese and was trying to figure out where it was coming from.” She looked like she wanted to pounce on me, start pulling my hair in a vicious catfight. “Yeah. Right,” she scoffed, sneering at me as she harshly pulled the door open and stalked out.
I stood there a moment, stunned, then started to laugh. Like that pretentious little snob is of ANY interest to me!? Like I’d be rolling my eyes at HER? Like I even CARED about her? I hadn’t even noticed her! It was ludicrous and laughable. When I got back to my table and told my story, my friend said, “That’s the Marina for you.”
And that’s not all of the San Francisco Snobbery. Recently, at Nihon, I was charged $6 per bottle for sparkling water, of which my friend and I drank three bottles. $18,….for WATER?? When I got the bill I was shocked, and told the manager I thought that was too much for water. He said, “People come in here all the time and spend $5,000 on dinner. We think it’s tacky to mention the price of the sparkling water.” Umm…..thanks. Like I could ever come in here and spend that much on a meal. Really? That was your excuse? I will not be visiting Nihon again.
What is happening to the bohemian, hippie City by the Bay? Sure, there are still lots of restaurants and people who are not snobby, but two experiences like this within a couple of weeks is just too much. Is San Francisco getting more and more snobby?