Let's do lunch:
Stumbling on this tiny place is like finding a secret garden -- one with calzone. Linger a little, says SF Weekly food critic Meredith Brody, over grilled asparagus, followed by a farm egg and prosciutto pizza at Pizzetta 211 (211 23rd Ave. at California, 379-9880).
Ah, the Irish: Wicked funny, plus they spell stuff weird. Make more than the Irish seem hilarious with buck-off drafts (okay, draughts), and $4 cosmos and mai tais at The Liberties Bar (998 Guerrero at 22nd St., 282-6789), 2-6 p.m.
Guys: You know that special post-Pride feeling, when your Xanax-Red Bull-Levitra cocktail is wearing off? Turn a frown into a leer at Sunday's beer bash and keg party at Truck (1900 Folsom at 15th St., 252-0306).