Ragazza - Page 2

Herbal perfumes and chili heat grab attention at this Divisadero spot beneath the Metro Hotel, complementing delectable pizzas

Oven-roasted local sardines

The real test of any restaurant's food is whether it can hold your attention even if, say, Mark Zuckerberg is sitting at the next table, making moony eyes with a comely ragazza. Was that really Mark Zuckerberg at the next table, an actual person as opposed to the character in the movie The Social Network and the subject of far too much quacking in the key of same from The New York Times' waddling line of op-ed ducks? We weren't sure. Zuckerberg is said to live in the wilds of the Peninsula, sleeping on a mattress on the floor of some faceless apartment, just as Jerry Brown did during his first go-round as governor. Yet there he was — maybe — in Ragazza, having come for the girl and stayed for the (pizza) pie. He didn't friend us, alas, alack. *



Dinner: Sun.–Thurs., 5–10 p.m.;

Fri.–Sat., 5–10:30 p.m.

311 Divisadero, SF

(415) 255-1133


Beer and wine



Wheelchair accesssible

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