City living is probably the most contentious that it has been since the Gold Rush. Denizens, both old and new, find themselves embattled in one form or another. For many it is a fight to hang on, to fight avaricious landlords. For others it’s a struggle to integrate and negotiate

As the holidays go on Castro Street, certain places have become mainstays as December draws to a close.  The Midnight Sun, aside from its nefarious happy hour, is also know for its ornate holiday train installation, which managed to survive the recent overhaul.  The windows in Cliff’s Variety showcase all

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So, we here at BAS would be remiss in our endorsements and voter guide if we didn’t cover everything that you’ll be seeing on your ballot this coming Tuesday.  We realized this while testing out the very helpful Where’s My Fucking Polling Place?  And as it happens, we left out

So, by this point, you’ve probably realized that this coming Election Day is gonna be kind of a thing.  It’s all everyone is talking about at work, it’s taken over your feed, your friends are slurring it into their murky old fashioneds, and just when you’ve thought you could escape

Yes, young, broke and beautiful readership, you read that right.  We here at BAS have put together our very first election endorsement. It may seem odd to some that Broke-Ass Stuart’s Goddamn Website would presume to offer our last, moth-bitten two cents in the political arena- tacos, dives, fairs, and

  “Florida sunshine.”  Photo from the Des Moines Register. Harvey Milk was a guy who liked to have a good time.  Yes, he was the Mayor of Castro Street and a hero that changed the course of history forever, but he was also an honorary clown with a yen for

Image from the San Francisco AIDS Foundation Okay, there won’t be a colour guard flag dancing to Total Eclipse of the Heart, nor will a bevvy of tight-sweatered cheerleaders rush in and form a pyramid while holding sparklers in their teeth.  And whereas you may not want to piant your

Photo by BAS contributor FBFE. Another bar food-cocktail parlour recently opened up in the Castro a few weeks ago to a less than warm reception.  Before its opening, Bandidos Consulting Chef Jamie Lauren mused, “I hate to call it white people Mexican food but it is.  And I think the Castro