Barfly Be Thy Name – The Uptown “Seedy, working girl bar” is the way I’ve heard the Uptown best described ever since moving to the city, but on a recent Friday night there wasn’t a lady of the evening to be found. I was meeting my friend Sabina, in for

Cheap liquor usually isn’t a problem on Castro, but cheap food can be little harder to track down- with the exception of pizza by the slice, which only sounds great when your stomach resembles a wineskin. Before you embark on your next flash flood, stop by at Rossi’s Delicatessen for

Jim’s is one of those places that leaves one wondering how exactly it’s managed to survive in such a pure form.  It’s right in the heart of it all, with the likes of Foreign Cinema and Cha Cha Cha for neighbours and yet it still manages to operate as an

Salty wardens of the waves, Surfpulse.com is throwing another one of their Second Surf Sundays this weekend at Joxer Daly’s to help raise fund for ArtSeed.com and their continuing effort to bring youngins in to touch with artsy types. The carrot to entice you on your journey to the damp

Local housing heroes Dolores Street Community Services like a good shindig and tonight they’re holding their WowWowWowWow Happy Hour featuring the cookies and milk of barflies, tamales and beer, to raise some masa for their AIDSWalk sponsorship. You get two different kinds of tamales for $8 and can wash them

‘œAre you bummed that there isn’t a San Francisco Street fair that specifically targets your metaphoric internal homo animal designation? Are you sorta chickeny? Fox-curious? Wolflexible? Does hotmusclebear.com leave you lukewarm? Are you a Turkey Vulture? A pigasus? A bearacat?’ So say Walter Gòmez and Mica Sigourney of CHICKENBEAR. Sounding

The Geary Club isn’t the filthiest, or even the most insane dive in town but it may be one of the smallest. It’s a narrow shotgun style bar with just enough space to squeeze in some barstools. It’s like drinking in a dusty dollhouse full of five o’clock shadowed clowns