I like books. I’m one of those. I also like bookstores that aren’t boring and sterile. My skin shrivels a little when I walk past the Barnes & Noble on Court St. near my apartment and I feel a blast of recycled chilled air and see the sign for “religious

I’ve already written about the benefits (most of which include getting laid, but also that it’s FREE) of running outside instead of in a gym – so obviously we’ve come to a juncture where you are quite convinced about that necessity but unsure of where to start. Right? Good. I

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

Marcus Samuelsson is the much-celebrated New York chef who has been at the helm of restaurants like Aquavit, Merkato 55 and the upcoming Harlem spot Red Rooster. He also won Top Chef Masters recently, hilariously, while rocking a pair of Burberry pants with his chef’s jacket for nearly the entire

I love sandwiches to an embarrassing extent. They are compact and deeply satisfying; making a great one requires an understanding of the delicate nature of balance and portion in food. Also, holy jesus, are they delicious. But sandwiches get a bad rap from time to time, especially when people try

WTF IS A MOVING KIT AND HOW DO I ACQUIRE ONE I am in the process of packing up my entire apartment and goddamn, it is terrible. I’m predestined to be horrible at packing because I’m naturally horrible at organization. You might think that’s a personal choice of mine, but

So tonight’s Celebrate Brooklyn concert featuring The National has been sold out for months,  as every ticket was immediately seized by bearded dudes willing to pay $35 to stand upright and sway gently to Matt Berninger’s dreamy baritone. Don’t be upset it’s sold out – are you really in the

Movies are fucking expensive. Seriously, finding a theater that will let you escape reality for less than $12 in this city is practically unheard of. It’s not just tickets: I recently paid $4.50 for a bottle of Dasani (102 degree heat wave, I was desperate okay?) at a theater in

I often get mistaken for a real adult. I have an office job, I’ve lived (and not studied) abroad, I subscribe to the New Yorker!! and buy whole-grain bread and do laundry semi-regularly. To those looking in, things appear to be full steam ahead into the world of maturity and