It’s been a super long night. Don’t you wish you wrote haikus about what you did last night…or maybe this morning….? Here are some late night haiku clues as to where to party to the break of dawn. Find them below: 1) Tomato Vodka Breakfast of champions, yo Celery Castro
While it’s true that a real broke-ass, if craving the fancy brunch drink made up of OJ and champagne, might just walk around the corner to the liquor store and buy a $5 bottle of Cook’s (probably at that point just skipping the OJ altogether), there all instances in which
Market SF combines two of my favorite things: alcohol and art! When don’t they go together?! Happily, each and every Saturday the two combine to help local artists and designers find patrons, and vice versa. Even if you can’t afford the art it’s a great opportunity to learn you some
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....
Tired of the same old boring mimosas at brunch? Yeah, me neither. But don’t $10 bottomless bellinis sound good too? The key word being “bottomless,” of course. Get on this deal immediately at the Saturday and Sunday brunch at Uva Enoteca, the Italian resto/wine bar in Lower Haight. Guaranteed to
Copious amounts of booze? I’m listening. Sexy singles? Yes please. Huevos rancheros? Where do I sign? There are few things in life I’d consider better than brunch (like seeing that your ex has gained fifty pounds or the adorable face kids make when you tell them Santa isn’t real). But