I was walking with a friend in Duboce Park the other day when we stumbled upon a bunch of food carts.  Although the delicious fumes wafting from ‘œWholesome Bakery’ and  ‘œThat Guy’s Fries’ were trumped a minute later when my friend stepped in dog shit (the perils of Duboce Park),

San Francisco can be a cruel joke around this time of year.  Not that it’s lacking in hospitality or anything.  In fact, if you got nowhere to go, I can’t think of a better town to be stuck in.  San Franciscans love a party and any holiday is as good

Copious amounts of booze? I’m listening. Sexy singles? Yes please. Huevos rancheros? Where do I sign? There are few things in life I’d consider better than brunch (like seeing that your ex has gained fifty pounds or the adorable face kids make when you tell them Santa isn’t real). But

I went to the Green Festival yesterday and saw all kinds of hot hippie mamas and weird smelly dudes.  I mean there was more than that of course, but come on, I gotta make fun of something!  While I was there I remembered that there was such a thing as

Revolution Café is located in West Oakland in a neighborhood known as The Lower Bottoms, not a particularly endearing name, but somehow fitting for a place west of “Dogtown.’ From the outside it doesn’t look like anything special, but when you walk through the front door its awesomeness will smack you

Oh, doughnut! Whether you be called sinker or soul cake, come in bar shape or circle, you are a grand staple of cheap eating! Doughnuts are in the upper echelon comfort foods.  It can be cold and unforgiving outside, but for a few minutes you have the sugary embrace of

My man Matt Murphy just hipped me to this event tonight.  They are calling it Night of the Living Drunk 2.  Not only is the show FREE, but there is also gonna be FREE BBQ!  Although it’s always kinda Halloween in San Francisco, as the actual holiday approaches we al