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Broke-Ass Mom Leftover Chicken Ideas
A couple of months ago, I wrote an article about how you can make all Broke-Ass moms proud across the world with my simple recipe for Chicken Broth. If you haven’t read it, read it here. But today I realized that using the contents of your refrigerator plus leftovers from
FREE Poetry Chaos: 16th and Mission
Every Thursday night on the southwest corner of 16th and Mission, a crowd begins to gather. A woman will kneel down and take out sidewalk chalk, patiently tracing a sprawling pastel circle on the concrete. At 9:30, the first poet will step into the chalk and let loose a yawp
Come Out & Play After Dark 2012 FREE at The South Street Seaport Tonight
If you’re not paying attention to the calendar having too much summer fun, I’ll be the one to remind you that it’s Friday the 13th. Don’t be scared. All you have to worry about is Jason taking Manhattan again. I doubt that will happen, but if you’re hoping it does
Win a copy of the Humphry Slocombe Ice Cream Book from Chronicle Books
I’m teaming up with the fine people of Chronicle Books to do some cool giveaways. As you can probably guess by the picture above and the title that says “Win a copy of the Humphry Slocombe Ice Cream Book”, the first giveway we’re doing is the Humphry Slocombe Ice Cream
The Skint’s Second Annual Bastille Day Bash
I had no clue what the Bastille Day was about until the good folks at The Skint provided me with the following info: Here’s what Bastille Day means to the French: civic pride, national celebrations, a commemoration of the storming of the Bastille and the rise of the modern French
Cheap-ish Puerto Rican: Sol Food @ SF Food Lab
With my hometown dining companions trailing behind me as I scurried through the Market St. mass traffic of vagabonds and ill-forgotten street pharmacists, it’s impossible not to spot the lone foreign flag hanging outside the door. As a self-proclaimed unpatriotic citizen, the flag represents more than nationalism. The flag
FREE Poetry Chaos: 16th and Mission
Every Thursday night on the southwest corner of 16th and Mission, a crowd begins to gather. A woman will kneel down and take out sidewalk chalk, patiently tracing a sprawling pastel circle on the concrete. At 9:30, the first poet will step into the chalk and let loose a yawp