# Eat your way through the city, at a street food festival.
Today was on par with a Man vs. Food episode. My chef roommate, her restaurant crew and I were man-hungry, craving every taste the city had to offer, hankering for sweet and sour and feeling a wicked hair of the dog. So, we ventured out to the annual San Francisco Street Food Festival to satiate our bellies. Eating our way through the city, we found – six hours, 87 puestos (semi-permanent street stalls), 27 spices, 10 tapas-sized meals, 11 eccentric…