After SFist editor declared Matthew Accarrino the best chef in San Francisco, the SPQR wunderkind nabbed top honors at Sunday's Cochon 555. Coincidence? Probably. We couldn't make it to the pork party. But we heard the meaty affair was delicious, frenzied. [Grub]

Jonathan Kauffman sure loves fancy beer busts up in Russian River. Ditto. [SF Weekly]

Not eating good in the neighborhood, Food Network star Tyler Florence is being sued by his partners. Stay strong, TyFlo. Stay strong. [Eater]

Michael Chiarello, whose host stand at Bottega is made of Himalayan pink rock salt, had this to say about the world's most important seasoning: "It’s nice to see salt finally getting its share of the spotlight. For me, my salt-changing moment came in 1983 when I was in France having croissants with Holly Peterson. Holly, the first American woman to work in a three-star restaurant in France, 'chef-napped' me, and convinced me that we had to go to Brittany for the salt harvest. My culinary life changed forever." Read all about it. [Inside Scoop]

Move over, Jonathan Gold. This culinary wordsmith of high regard would like it very much if the powers that be ceased mixing almonds with ice cream. Brilliant. Just brilliant. [Twitter]

Our favorite dining duo check out Picco Restaurant's cocktail program. Liqueur de voilettes and maraschino liqueur are involved. [Bunrab]

Rick Bayless names tramp hotspot "one of the great food cities of North America." Bodyshots for everyone! [Grub]