For people of a certain era, Herb Caen represented San Francisco. For newer San Franciscans, maybe it’s someone like Jack Dorsey. For my era of San Franciscans, nobody represented The City more than Virginia Ramos, the woman we affectionately called the Tamale Lady. For those of us who spent the late
While the San Francisco Wine Passport is SOLD OUT, you can still win one right here. Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Wine Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing, you get 22 glasses of
While some may argue that a neighborhood bar is different than a dive bar, I am choosing to nestle them together in a little cluster of goodness…like a gooey caramel popcorn ball, or a fluffy sugar confection. Because they are all cost-effective and have that oddly twisted “je ne sais quoi”, the secret sauce that brings characters of all walks together in such a strange and lovely way.
Open bar and appetizers paid for by Corporate America await you as Dreamforce 2018 swallows up SoMa and downtown all this week (Sept. 25-28). The world’s largest software conference is also the world’s largest party-crashing opportunity, with oodles of cash-negative startups throwing insanely opulent parties all over our fair city.
Corrupt and corporate San Francisco Chronicle food critic Michael Bauer has finally been put out to pasture, ending his way-too-long 32-year run as San Francisco’s shadiest restaurant reviewer. Bauer mailed it in for his final review last Friday, a four-star blowjob to the “reimagined Michael Mina” which has been there
It’s our summer, and arguably our best time year, it’s go-time for those who love fun and culture, open season for music, art and all the creative programming coming out of our most creative houses. Get out there and have some fun
OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE! Guest Post by Lauren Volper I started my service career at sixteen years old. Seventeen years later, and I have since managed to spill coca-cola on Sigourney Weaver at a diner in
Now that the beloved Mission Street dive has settled into its new digs, they are welcoming everyone over to celebrate the lighting of their newly restored marquee. As you may remember there was a bit of trouble getting the famous Doc’s Clock sign moved to their new location, but after a