If you’re not familiar with it, Taylor’s Automatic Refresher in the Ferry Building is kind of like a gourmet In-N-Out Burger (wait, In-N-Out isn’t gourmet?) It’s delicious, I’m sure, but due to that fancy location the menu tends to be out of the Broke-Ass price range. Well, this Thursday the

It’s been awhile since we’ve had a Home Economics lesson, and because the weather around San Francisco has been “hella nice” as they say (no one says that), I find myself switching from oppressive, scalding hot coffee to it’s kinder, gentler iced coffee cousin. Blue Bottle is great and they

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

Mike Giant is kind of an unlikely local art hero. He’s gotten a lot of love around San Francisco because 99% of his artwork involves hot chicks and bikes and tecate. (Fact: San Franciscans will only admit to liking two out of three of those at any given time.) Which

In case you haven’t noticed the pattern, pretty much any time there’s a major drinking holiday in the Bay Area our very responsible friends at Berg Injury Lawyers like to pay for your cab ride home. Even though I have no idea how this is at all profitable for them,

Daylight Savings Time is an annoying, outdated piece of shit. I mean, I know we all love the week after it starts when the days are longer, because drinking is so much less depressing when you get to do it outside in the sun all afternoon instead of heading inside

Not that we would encourage you to drink on your lunch break, but it’s Thursday, and dammit you work hard for that meager paycheck. So tell your coworkers you can’t come along with them to get stale potstickers from the steam trays at Lee’s Deli and head over to the

When you go to college in the town that made Dave Matthews popular you start to associate the term “local music” with shitty cover bands and impressively mediocre acts that might not ever release anything more substantial than xeroxed fliers to their show at a friend’s house. San Francisco, on

Moving sucks. Moving to a better apartment is always great, but the process is usually a huge pain in the ass. Pretty much the only other good thing about it is that you usually end up finding a bunch of shit you forgot you even had. Sometimes this works out