Eat & Drink
24th Street Series: La Palma Mexicatessen
La Palma Mexicatessen There isn’t a neighborhood of any city in our union that is completely static, no urban zone where the prevailing skin tone will forever be reminiscent of elephant tusk, obsidian, or mole poblano, or where every household will
Broke-Ass Brews: Put Your Iced Coffee in Beer Bottles
If you’re like me, the snooze button on your alarm clock is not optional, it’s necessary. Only a minor detail of my unhealthy sleep patterns includes my 49 minute snooze cycle each morning, which inevitably leaves me with unbrushed hair and half-brushed teeth as I stumble out the door just
Full Disclosure: If You Don’t Buy Me a Drink, I Won’t Date You
If I hear a woman talk about chivalry being dead one more time, I’m going to take her to dinner and not pay for it. Then I’m going to make a pee-puddle and put her cardigan over it so I don’t get my heels wet. OKCupid has provided me with
You See Sushi
You See Sushi Living in S.F, you’re afforded many opportunities to sweat your balls; Russian Hill, Nob Hill, Diamond Heights, Twin Peaks; bike or run up any of these rises and, if you’re not in good enough shape, you’ll find the
Photos from Freaky-Deaky Friday
Well, the first Freaky-Deaky Friday at The Showdown came and went, and let me tell you…it was awesome! The next one is on Friday April 26th. I have a feeling that after looking at these pics you’re not gonna miss it! I’ve posted some choice pictures below but go here to see
The Big Cheesy 2013: A Two-Day Grilled Cheese Tasting Event at Openhouse
When I imagine The Big Cheesy, I can’t help but to think about America’s favorite young, black nerd from the 90’s, Steven Q. Urkel. I could just picture him stepping inside of the lifeless, white box at Openhouse’s Mulberry location, donning a huge boner once he discovers this cheesy competition.
An Ode to Kate’s Kitchen in the Lower Haight
OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY EMPEROR NORTON’S BOOZELAND THE TENDERLOIN’S NEWEST HISTORIC DIVE. HAPPY HOUR NOON – 7PM What little charm and authenticity left in the Upper Haight is barely peeking its head above the noxious, briny waves of retail commerce, the crowds of shopping tourists fresh from Union Square, and the crusty
Freaky-Deaky Friday: A Monthly Costume Box Party
My life mantra has become “Let’s get weird”. In fact, I’m pretty sure that’s what I want it to say on my tombstone. So I’ve decided to throw a monthly party in celebration of getting weird. It’s called Freaky-Deaky Fridays. And… It’s a Costume Box Dance Party! and it happens