Hypothetical:  You’re in a Wednesday night adult softball league that plays on the fields at Chestnut and Laguna in the Marina.  Said team plays (and inevitably loses) game.  You are angry, but mostly because you didn’t eat before you came and you’re pretty ravenous.  Where do you go? If you’re

A couple weeks ago I had an amazing experience — I got to go to a Sufjan Stevens show at The Paramount Theatre in Oakland.  While I wish he would have played, say, at the Fox due to his new album’s funky, dance-y nature and the Fox’s spacious general admission area,

The beauty of sangria is that there’s so many different ways to make it and it’s totally easy to do at home with an extremely cheap bottle of wine.  But sometimes your apartment might be a tiny bit dirty and you don’t want to have friends over for drinks.  So

It almost sickens me how obsessed I am with food.  I almost want to make my friends submit me as a subject for “Intervention,” but I feel like that would be a little selfish.  Anyway, one of my favorite restaurants in San Francisco, which I save for special occasions, is

Even if you’re not crazy into baseball, you have to be excited about our city’s HUGE win in the World Series (unless you have a heart of stone or are a filthy Yankee fan), if only for the sheer amount of joy permeating the air last night.  By “joy,” of

Okay, so this hilarious title refers to the fact that every time I used to walk by The Nags Head on Geary before 10pm, the only people I could see inside (and it’s not a big place, mind you) were REALLY old.  I mean like one-leg-in-the-c0ffin old.  But you know

Halloween’s always been kind of an “eh” holiday for me.  Maybe it’s because I live in San Francisco, where almost every weekend gives you an excuse to dress up in some ridiculous ensemble and get wasted at 10am (read:  B2B, Pride Weekend, WORLD SERIES) or maybe I’m just not very