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21 Jul 2017

Mexico City has a new Saint and it Protects Against Gentrification

Without – one assumes – papal consent, artists in two Mexico City neighborhoods have created and venerated their very own patron saint, Santa Mari de Juaricua, protectress against gentrification. Santa Maria de Ribera and Juarez are two adjoining neighborhoods in CDMX which have been hit hard in recent years by

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28 Nov 2016

Farewell Tour: Sam’s Burgers, Swan Oyster Depot & Zuni’s Chicken

San Francisco belongs to no one and everyone. There have been thousands of would-be claimants but she eventually wriggles out of every one of their grasps.

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10 May 2016

Dueling Saloons: Club Waziema vs. Minibar

Western Addition (SF) – Two Bartenders pit two beloved bars against one another using a set of aesthetic and practical criteria

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22 Jan 2016

Martuni’s, Zuni Cafe and It’s Tops Cafe: Old Glory in San Francisco’s Navel

Highway 101 blows a continual load of cars onto a zone of central San Francisco difficult to define. Not the Mission, not QUITE the Castro, nor Hayes Valley (although realtors would disagree with that), and not precisely the newly-minted “Mid-Market” either, it’s an odd knot of sinew connecting a variety

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18 Sep 2015

The California Burrito Dispute and Why Arguing About Food is Dumb

Off Menu Screed: Two distinct camps: those who champion the Mission Burrito and them who wave the flag for the San Diego version

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19 Aug 2015

Off Menu Scoop: Alembic is Changing Chefs!

Restaurants are in a perpetual state of flux. A dishwasher at Gracias Madre is caught smuggling quinoa back to the Bolivian farmers who originally produced it and is shown his walking papers; a pastry chef and assistant manager at Gary Danko, nude except for a couple of heavy parkas, are interrupted in the walk-in freezer mid-coitus, white powder rimming their quivering nostrils.

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11 Aug 2015

Offalmania in the Inner Richmond : The Organ Trail Part 3

The Richmond. Utter that small collection of phonemes three times in a row a la Beetlejuice and you might suddenly find yourself clad in a thick, grey knit sweater, gazing thoughtfully over the thick foaming head of a pint of stout from a plush barstool at flocks of angry asian women fighting over dragon fruit and flip-flops on the sidewalk outside

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