San Francisco may have more yoga studios than people, but for $12 a pop, you can forego all the others and get the city's quintessential yoga experience at One Taste. Naked yoga has been getting its share of raised eyebrows from less crunchy aficionados — particularly those who (regretfully) remember the famous "Naked Yoga Guy" on Fisherman's Wharf — but the class at One Taste ("an urban retreat center") is meant not only for staunch nudists, but also for those who want to strip down to the essentials of the discipline, so to speak. Forget about trendy yogawear, hot rooms, or Pilates thrown into the mix just for the hell of it. In this airy loft space, the goal is to cultivate awareness. Participants can expect a ton of affirmation from instructor Meredith Medland, whose "body as temple" philosophy is infectious. The intensive 90-minute routine is full of stock poses and breathing exercises, and shy yogis don't have to worry about stray eyes darting about, because the people here are serious about focusing on their own bodies and souls. The best thing about naked yoga is that it doesn't inspire an inferiority complex, unlike some of the more competitive studios around; here the "temples" run the gamut from mansions to ruins, and first-timers are always welcome.