Maoz is (sort of) a chain, but there’s only one in the Bay Area. I love the simple concept: they only sell pitas, falafel, and fries. And sure, I wouldn’t call it “authentic” Mediterranean food, but it is damn tasty. So why even mention Maoz? The best thing about it
Although I call myself a film buff, I could lose a lot of credibility considering there are some “classics” I’ve never seen. Let’s just say one that I haven’t seen rhymes with “Pasablanca”. I call myself a comedy nerd but I’ve never seen a certain Monty Python movie about someone
One evening when I was out in Downtown Oakland, the hunger set in at about midnight. A friendly fellow bar patron directed me to a place called “Uncle Dougie’s New York-style Italian Heroes” on 17th Street. A short walk from The Layover Bar and we arrived at a late-night diner’s
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San Francisco is pretty much a huge fungus fair already, for better or for worse, from readily-available edibles to the stuff that teems on our young, lithe bodies. One of my friends (Sam) is host to a vehemently fragrant and tenacious foot fungus that seems only to worsen with his
Confession: I’m one spiritual lady. As a vegetarian/proud Leo-with-a-Leo-rising/Berkeley girl whose step-mom is a psychic, I’ve downward-dogged with the best of ‘em. When I’m not frantically phoning my second mom to find out why that Scorpio I went out with hasn’t called, I’m reading about 2012, attempting to understand Qigong, or
Do you have a friend running the SF marathon on Sunday? Is that friend making you feel lazy and question your current life philosophy of Playstation and Pawn Stars? Well screw them you should go fly a kite…literally. This weekend Highline Kites of Berkeley is sponsoring the 26th annual Berkeley
Phil’s serves sliders. Little burger, little prices. They look small at first glance, but these little things are so effing tasty! At two bucks each, even a broke-ass can double up. Phil keeps his slider simple: one hefty grass-fed, beef medallion, fire-grilled to medium-rare perfection, a fresh piece of iceberg