Spring has sort of sprung, which means new Farmers Markets are popping up left and right! FarMars are every broke-ass’s wet dream; with the ample trading and bartering that goes on, you can easily feed yourself for a week on $20. And if the stands don’t take your mom’s credit

I spent last Saturday at Harbin Hot Springs up north of Napa, where I paid $30 to have access to their day spa resources. This included three different pools of varying degrees, a sauna, numerous sunbathing decks, and really great hiking trails. “But Becky,” you’re asking, “why would you drive

Last Wednesday night, after Broke-Ass Team San Francisco lost the INFORUM‘s “New Face of San Francisco Media” award to this guy (whatever — we’re gracious enough to admit he deserved it), and after we ate all the hors d’oeuvres and tapped the keg, we made our way over to House

In college, I learned that drinking wine out of a mason jar was socially acceptable. Unfortunately, that habit didn’t translate well in my post-grad life. Real adults think jars are tacky — although, I’m willing to concede that this might just be a San Francisco thing since a lot of

I’m gonna be really real right now: the only thing that gets me wetter than fantasizing about making it with one of Marva Whitney’s back-up dancers is basking in the sun and eating some down home, backyard barbeque. You can imagine my reaction, then, when I heard about Hard French,

I hope you’re paying attention because THIS IS IMPORTANT: Today is the last day of San Francisco’s Yelp Drinks Week.  Twenty-five participating bars and restaurants are selling selected drinks for half off.  That’s halfway to FREE.  Get on that shit! Yelp says that these deals are good all day “until

I fucking love San Francisco.  I think it’s impossible to have a bad day in this city.  Sometimes, though, I need to get out for a little R&R.  What I would really like to do on these days is go home and have my mom cook for me while I