Kate’s Kitchen What little charm and authenticity left in the Upper Haight is barely peeking its head above the noxious, briny waves of retail commerce, the crowds of shopping tourists fresh from Union Square, and the crusty punks badgering them for money while their slobbering dogs shit all over the

                  Whichever way you say it, either with an outlandish French accent or with an exaggerated southern drawl, the phrase “Ricky Bobby” will heretofore be music to my ears, being now associated with great comfort food. It’s rare that I get to

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.

Looking for some new summer gear? Then Saturday will be an awesome day in the land of getting what you want. R2, Sea Pony, Birdz on a Wire, La Plume Noir, and Mary Weather are getting together for a pop-up trunk show at Wild Feather in the Lower Haight. Each

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.

The ever dashing Allan Hough is at it again with his Berlin Style ping-pong party American Tripps. This time it’s back in the Lower Haight at D-Structure. Never been before? It’s a shit ton of fun. Plus, there’ll be lots of FREE beer if RSVP here and get there early. I

Life realizations are coming fast and furious these days. Turns out your mid-twenties is a period not only of astoundingly poor productivity, but also of consecutive, exponentially foolish decisions about the nebulous future. Landscape architecture and goat tending in New Zealand vie for the plan next month. What’ll actually happen,