Santacon is that special holiday where droves of people dress up like Santa to roam the streets with no particular destination. Except when the Santas realize they need sustenance other than cookies and beer. Last year, my other Santa, our reindeer and I went to a place called “Excellent Dumpling”

In San Francisco, one takes it for granted that good and genuine Chinese food is to be found if one so desires.  However, you have to be invested and either traipse over to Chinatown or Clement Street if you want the really good stuff. That said, sometimes you just want

Ah yes October, home to two of my favorite holidays: Halloween and Oktoberfest. Oktoberfest is like St.Patrick’s Day, it’s all about boozing and celebrating your “heritage” but with way better beer and no lame ass food coloring. I’ve heard many tales of those who have actually attended the real deal

I am an avid animal advocate.  I also eat meat.  And I love it. Last week I wrote about the magic and the possibilities emerging in my life right now as I relinquish my vegetarianism and dive back into the world of meats.  I have no problem with the idea

One thing that rarely comes to mind when discussing New York City’s many attributes is “amazing seafood.”  Be that as it may, over the past several years the New England seafood shack has been a favorite concept restaurant in the city (see Brooklyn Fish Camp, Pearl Oyster Bar, Ed’s Lobster

It’s that time of year kids!  Time for two of the more contentious festivals in the city:  The San Francisco Italian Heritage Parade (aka Columbus Day Parade) and Fleet Week! Military grandstanding and attending celebrations named after an ambitious sailor who initiated mass genocide may not rank high in a

The San Francisco Bicycle Coalition does a lot of things for the biking community.  To name just a few, they put on all sorts of weekly rides and annual events (like Bike to Work Day), they advocate for improved street maintenance, better bike accommodations on the Bay’s streets, bridges and

Sometime in the mid to late 90s, my sister got an alarm clock for her birthday. It was a statue of Homer Simpson, and when it was time to wake you up, the Homer said ‘œMmmmmmm. Donuts.’ Like this: Mmm Donuts I had forgotten about this alarm clock, but when