I don’t normally like cupcakes. At best, I think they’re a great mobilizer of sugar into the system of greedy 5th graders during holiday parties with classmade, construction paper, chain link streamers. Well, that’s the only time I made and consumed cupcakes. Then, when the cupcake craze swept over America

      With my hometown dining companions trailing behind me as I scurried through the Market St. mass traffic of vagabonds and ill-forgotten street pharmacists, it was impossible not to spot the lone foreign flag hanging outside the door. As a self-proclaimed unpatriotic citizen, the flag represents more than

It was bound to happen eventually. After all my ideas, inspiration, Google searches and suggestions, I find myself stalled on a craft project. You see, I’ve got ticket stubs from almost every single show I’ve seen in San Francisco, but I can’t seem to find a great craft for them.

Excited for St. Patty’s Day this year? Why not get started early? There are a few pub crawls to start off the weekend with already on Friday. That means you could be drinking green beers for over 24 hours! Yeahhhhh! A lot of the block parties and pub crawls take

According to some rudimentary Internet research, the world of historical reenactment is a strange and nuanced one. Honestly, that’s pretty expected. It takes some peculiarly fixated folks to want to simulate trenchfoot and bayonet wounds and the numerous other miserable accoutrements of historical battles. Nevertheless, they soldier on. Apparently, the

Are you one of those hip SF mothers constantly struggling to reconcile your penchants for crocheted baby booties and the golden, booze-dappled days of yesteryear? Perhaps you’re one of those “rad dads” struggling to keep your child’s wayward mouth out of your otherwise finely groomed beard. Or maybe you just

I know over 100 cities across the nation are experiencing record highs and we’re all excited about the sitting outside for brunch and not wearing a coat even though we really should fun that comes with it, it’s still, well, kind of cold. I mean, don’t you think? I mean,