Remember when rotisserie chicken became a huge suburban food fad? Everybody from Kroger to Wal-Mart to Costco was slinging pre-cooked rotisserie chickens that your Dad would pick up right after he finished loading the cart with 100 pound bags of lawn fertilizer and dog food, while you were off trying

I’ve been sitting on this tip for awhile now.  The PR folks for Gallo Salame sent it to me like a month ago, but I wanted to wait publish it until it neared.  This is simply because I know you fuckers would probably forget about it and I don’t want you

If you’re a hardcore bike commuter – like the guy who looks like he’s in the middle of a triathlon as he rides down Market Street on his way to a fancy FiDi job – then you probably laugh at things like Bike to Work day, which the San Francisco

Five course meals, especially those featuring locally-sourced and organic ingredients, are not something us broke-asses get to experience very often. They can cost upwards of black-market-kidney prices and usually take place in venues that frown upon our thrift store duds. But not this one! On Sunday, Mark Andrew Gravel of

Remember Domonique Echeverria?  She’s a former Broke-Ass of the Week and a self described, “Liza Minelli loving, gypsy glam rocker tranny trapped inside of a real woman’s body”.  Ah ha!…now you remember!  It’s pretty safe to say that anyone who identifies as such can be counted on to curate a

I can’t help but think about my grandfather when I hear the name Farmer Brown.  Though he’s been retired for a long time, he was a dairy farmer in the El Paso, TX area for decades.  Since his name is Bob Brown, he was of course, Farmer Brown. But anyways,

Pete’s is really one of my favourite kinds of restaurants.  One, because it old, worn and still run by a family.  Two, because they have delicious chickies.  I don’t mean girls in tight sweaters, but I’ve seen them there too. I don’t know why, but I lose all semblance of