Eats
Where's Da Beef? It's in SOMA.
There’s a hot dog stand on 7th and Folsom that I just discovered called Da Beef. They have a deal where you pay $5 and get a Chicago dog, a bag of chips, and a soda. Oh hey, what’s up best lunch ever? They have kind of weird hours, but
Free Coffee, Just Bring Your Own Mug Today at Starbucks
In an effort to get all of us wasteful human beings to stop acting like the world’s going to end in 2012, Starbucks will fill up any coffee mug you bring in today, up to 20 ounces. I’m sure we could spend all day debating who brews the best coffee
San Francisco: Home to the Coolest Video Rental Shops Ever
I was talking to a friend the other day about video rental places. She marveled that they’re still around because of companies like Netflix, but I argued that there’s a certain charm in the routine of physically going into a movie place, browsing the shelves, and waiting for the moment
Dollar Dogs and More Dogs This Weekend at Golden Gate Fields
Events centered on canines always strike me as ludicrous, though, I’m not particularly fond of man’s ‘œbest’ friend I grant you. Unless, it was Goliath, of course, who seemed like an all right pup. Then again, he could talk and give you advice. Anyway, if you like observing owners frothing
It's Farmers Market Season in San Francisco!
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
Meet Jason Munn (aka The Small Stakes) at The Curiosity Shoppe This Saturday
My fascination with graphic designer Jason Munn, also known as The Small Stakes, began in college when I was given a Modest Mouse poster for my birthday by a jerk who subsequently stole said poster when we moved out of a shared apartment three years later. Though that relationship didn’t
Jumpin Java
Jumpin Java is a great place to get work done. They’ve got free wi-fi, mellow background music and more electric outlets than a marijuana grow room. In fact, since my girlfriend lived near when I was writing my SF book (and I was homeless and staying with her), I wrote