I don’t like Christmas.  There, I said it.  To some, that may be the disdainful equivalent of hating puppies or ice cream, but the thing is, I wasn’t one of those Jewish kids raised to simply refrain from the celebration, I was raised to be suspicious of it.  While some

Wondering what to do for fun this week?  Feeling a little dead inside?  Wake yourself up with an event for each of the 5 senses.  This week’s events all FREE! SEE: Little Skillet and Soul Cocina’s Outisde In Party.  Live painting and art, 21 San Francisco food carts, 7 of

This place has been around in some form or another for over a hundred years.  I read somewhere that the Graywood Hotel, of which it occupies the bottom floor was, at one time, a grand lodge in the pastoral Noe Valley that city folk would come and rejuvenate themselves at.

Being Jewish means celebrating Christmas by not celebrating it.  Almost all Jews I know have some kind of tradition that stems from being left out during Happy Birthday Baby Jesus Day.  For example in my family we go to the amazingly delicious Phuong Trang on Convoy in San Diego and

So peep this: Charanga, the pan-latin place in the Mission, really wants you to eat there.  A tipster named Tex just hollered at me to tell me that if you book a reservation through the Charanga website, they will give you a gift certificate for the amount of your bill.  So if

If you have a bike, and are overwhelmed with the holiday spirit (like this guy), then ride on over to the Panhandle Statue on Fell and Baker, this Sunday, December 20th at 6:30. SF Bike Coalition is having it’s Sixth Annual Christmas Lights Ride and it’s sure to be bike

While I still contend that Vegans have the worst farts ever, that doesn’t mean they’re bad people.  It just means that they’re bad people to be stuck in an elevator with.  But that aside, I know some lovely vegans and I also know some of you readers identify with this