Starting the first day of college, we were all broke.  When friends came over to study at our modest abodes and were, as college students perpetually find themselves, hungry, we each asked ourselves, ‘œWhy share what little I have?’  However some of us chose to share and some of us

Geoff King got at me the other day to hip me to a great deal he came across.  Apparently the fairly fancy Franklin Square Wine Bar in Oakland  has an amazing happy hour where they give out delicious FREE appetizers.  When I asked what kind of food it was, he

You know those days, (or, sometimes weeks or months..) where you just have absolutely NO money? Yeah, me too.  Whether you just paid off massive credit card debt, splurged on something earlier in the month and are paying the price now, or simply have no income, we all know how

I’ve always enjoyed odd combinations when it comes to food.  Maybe its because I’m the product of an odd combination myself.  Generally speaking though, my meals tend to look like sampler platters comprised of items blindly grabbed out of the icebox. Hence my delight in the restaurant mash-up that is

I remember the first Barbie I decapitated.  It was much more difficult to re-capitate her than I expected, but the whole experience made me feel delightfully bad.  My sister and I gave our Barbies jagged haircuts, tattoos, and designed outfits for them out of Spider-Man Band-Aids.  I’m sure we weren’t

New York is a weird city for grocery shopping. Most stores don’t have aisles wide enough to fit two carts, if they fit any carts at all. Most people shop every few days for specific meals, because hauling one bag through the subway is easier than seven. The smaller shopping

Just because you have moths flitting out of your pockets doesn’t mean you’ve been relegated to buffets, taquerias and the ilk if you’re dining out. Like our wise Stu points out numerous times in his guide, San Francisco can be a beggars paradise of quality delectables if you play your

Recently Oliver, our Resident Bargain Whorespondent, introduced me to someone saying, “This is Stuart, he cooks less than anyone I know”.  Which is probably true.  Just last night I convinced…ahem, attempted to convince my lady that I was a culinary genius because I made an aioli out of Sriracha, mayo