Who wants a FREE desk? Three weeks ago, my partner Tyler and I moved into our first place together. Overnight we each went from established, shared houses with everything we needed, to our own one-bedroom apartment in Oakland with almost no furniture and no kitchen things. We love to cook
Welcome to our cooking column Eating My Feelings, where Calvin Amari shows all you broke bastards how to cook great food on the cheap and do it with hilarity. This motherfucker can cook, trust me. He’s a culinary genius. By Calvin Amari How did I end up here? How did I end up as
I hate yams because they straddle the line between savory and sweet with such limp optimism. Your mouth hopes the yam will take it in some definitive direction but no. It never chooses.
Over the past few years I’ve watched as San Francisco has been pulled out from under us and sold to the highest bidder. And I’m fed up and heartbroken. San Francisco is for everyone, not just the wealthy elite, and this is why I’ve decided to run for mayor....
AH, THE TACO. It gives so much and asks so little. It’s cheap, tasty and fast. It comes in a bounty of varieties and can serve as a snack, a meal, or much, much more. And that’s what I’m here to talk about. Next time you find yourself at a
After stuffing far too many whisks and strainers and spoons in recycled takeout containers, I realized that a new organization method in my 2×2 kitchen might be appropriate. A lack of counter spaces and complete absence of any form of drawer left few options with how to deal with my
A friend of mine recently posted this piece from Thought Catalog: “21 Ways You Should Take Advantage of Your 20’s”. I clicked on it expecting a mildly pretentious list of live free, die hard, something like that. I immediately adopted an attitude of 24 going on 54, and wondered what
I’ve never been one for holidays. Sure, I think Christmas lights are pretty, I enjoy giving gifts, and think it’s important to spend time with the people I care about. However, it would be so much more delightful if it wasn’t forced, planned and stressed over. The Holidays make me