My first yoga teacher ever, Lars at SFSU, once said that Yoga could get him higher than any other drug he’d ever taken – which I assume was a lot because he wouldn’t really stress that fact if he didn’t know what he was talking about. I recently started getting

The “rain, rain and more rain” forecast for the three-day-weekend kinda ruined my plans to go out of town. Dissatisfied with my assumed fate of having a mellow weekend at home watching black-and-white movies, trying out new recipes with the veggies I got in my Farm Fresh to You box

The competition’s stiff out there for street vendors.  Everyone knows that the cuter the name of the truck or cart, the more attention the food is bound to get.  This is how we ended up with the likes of Curry Up Now and the Chairman Bao bun truck, both pretty funny

La Oaxaqueña is like some secret spot that you think you imagined passing by on the bus and you’re fairly certain won’t exist if you were to go back.  Especially since it’s located in San Francisco. Mexican-wise, the population in the city is mostly Yucateco, with a smattering of Chilangos

Fisherman’s Wharf gets a bad rap.  It really does.  True, it is the tourist destination from hell — swarms of fanny-packed, camera-laden foreigners from such far-away lands as Michigan and Ohio with way-too-loud children and no desire to tip at any food establishment — but it’s definitely a San Francisco

Everyone knows that the cornerstone of a good breakfast, what separates the just-okay ones with the amazing ones, are perfect hash browns.  Now, I am aware that there are differing schools of thought on what the perfect hash brown actually entails, but the consensus in my circle (which essentially entails

Hypothetical:  You’re in a Wednesday night adult softball league that plays on the fields at Chestnut and Laguna in the Marina.  Said team plays (and inevitably loses) game.  You are angry, but mostly because you didn’t eat before you came and you’re pretty ravenous.  Where do you go? If you’re