Lucy Schiller - Destitute Dispatcher
Even (or maybe especially) the brokest of asses need an occasional escape from the daily grind. It’s times like these dreary, seasonally ambiguous ones that can inspire major ennui (symptoms: sighing in cafes, fixating on the idea of frolicking along Norwegian fjords or across sun-drenched Spanish plains). And what could
Like any cheap Chinese restaurant worth its copiously sprinkled salt, Shanghai Dumpling King has a hilarious and somewhat unsettling menu. You’ll find such mysteries as “vegetarian goose” (quotation marks theirs) right next to more matter-of-factly stated items like fish head casserole. Sliding your eyes a little to the right, you’ll notice most
Despite being on the hardest night of the week to roust yourself out of your cozy, crusty den of ramen and Reese’s Pieces, Madrone Art Bar’s weekly Motown on Mondays could easily become the gem of your week. It’s pretty self-explanatory: they play Motown, and they play it every Monday.
I live right by Little Russia but have never really believed in it. Yeah, there are those huge gold onion domes on the Russian Orthodox church and the occasional sign in Cyrillic. The ratio of hunched-over, scarf-wearing old ladies to anyone else is alarmingly high. But until I crashed my
Struck by bike fever like the rest of this city? You’re in luck — a veritable horde of steel stallions is coming your way this Friday. While most folks are currently bartering in the nude in Black Rock City, a dogged band of holdouts has stayed behind in San Francisco
. Summer’s wrapping up. Pretty soon the call to begin hibernation will sound, and I, for one, plan on rewatching all my library movies and switching over to a steady diet of popcorn with nutritional yeast to make up for the mounting overdue fees. The only thing missing from this