We'd accidentally discovered the Tadich on a visit about 10 years ago by just stepping into the first joint we saw when we got off the cable car at the bottom of California Street. We got a seat at the bar and had a surprisingly good meal as we learned the history of the place.
This trip, my wife wanted to relive our last experience, so we ducked in this afternoon while passing by to make dinner reservations, but learned they don't accept them, so we decided to sit down for a drink and a snack, review the menu and make sure we wanted to commit to dinner here while in town.
There was a strong, almost industrial cleaner like smell in the air, the place, while not extremely busy, was quite loud, and as we reviewed the fairly extensive menu we noticed only a few things we might be interested in trying, all of which were fairly pricey.
We ordered drinks and an app of fried calamari to share and the set up of sauces, lemons and tableware was prompt and attractive. The calamari, however, was very, very chewy, nearly tasteless and coated with a breading that had virtually no flavor or texture and so did nothing to better the dish. Perhaps the least appetizing fried calamari I've ever had.
Pushing away the last few pieces as our jaws ached from chewing, we decided between the odor, the noise and the food to forget dinner there after all and find someplace else.
It seems to be a fairly classy (nice table linens and presentations), if noisy place, with a substantial backlog of devoted fans, but the food quality, aroma and atmosphere just wasn't for us.
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