As much as it would have been really terrible to be an 18th century political prisoner – what with the iron shackles and festering musket wounds and your dungeon’s unforgiving stone floors – that bread and water deal couldn’t have been too bad. Maybe it’s just me, but a thick

Tea has long since been a preferred drink of the broke ass. It’s a great all purpose drink serving as everything from a hangover remedy to a relaxing sleep aid. Tea is the shit. A great location for all of your tea needs is a place called Aroma Tea Shop.

I’m a musician and a music journalist. I make judgment calls in the first 30 seconds of listening to something because I don’t get paid enough to spend more time than that. Also, I hate 99% of all music I hear. I might sound like an asshole right now but

Perhaps one of my more recent posts put me on this whole “view” kick. In any case, rooftops, as stated above, are quite the haven for us broke asses. What do we do when we have no money? We head to the park, take a cruise on the bike, or

Farley’s, a staple of the Potrero morning scene, makes me realize that for better or worse I feel most comfortable around middle-aged people. They’re not the only ones in the cafe. But compared to San Francisco’s hip and swinging spots for a good cuppa, the numbers of comfy slacks in

As previously noted I’m a huge fan of restaurants with Tommy in the name.  When I found out the little Mexican restaurant a few blocks from my house made it onto a list of the top 100 bars in the world I had to check things out firsthand. Upon entering

At the end of that bustling Irving Street strip sits Sakura, a tiny little Japanese discount store run by a husband-wife duo. San Francisco has made a snob of me, I realized while initially walking past the store. I’m so over ramen (now I just make a whole can of