If someone’s going to coax me into traipsing through the streets of Little Saigon, sidestepping crack pies and used condoms, they better be taking me somewhere worth it. Enter: happy hour at Olive. From 5-7pm, you can munch on artisan pizzas for $8, as well as stuff like pomme frites,

Metrowize seems to be big believers in getting people drunk, and I for one am all for that.  This is the 6th installment of their hosted bar party and it seems to be getting bigger each time.  While I hadn’t heard too much of them before their last party, the

Let me preface this post by saying that I never go to the Tenderloin after sundown. I’m scared of it, okay? I just know I’m gonna be that dumb bitch that gets chased down and  stabbed in the ass by a homeless guy after refusing him money (my coworker told

Friends, I’m not gonna lie.  I’m not really into club-y, lounge-y type places.  I much prefer the dive bars that are so dark and filthy that none of the other patrons can see — literally — that I haven’t showered in days and wouldn’t give two shits if they could.

The ornate columns flanking Larkin at Eddy may be the newest landmarks designating the southern corner of the Tenderloin known as Little Saigon, but one of the most well known and beloved landmarks is the delicious Saigon Sandwiches. It’s a pretty straightforward, albeit tiny, operation specializing in the delectable banh

Reader Christopher Li got at me a little bit ago to help publicize the fundraiser he’s doing.  Team in Training is an organization that helps people train to run long distance races while raising money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.  Christopher has been doing a whole bunch of events

In a city full of dive bars, KoKo Cocktails is one of those tiny hole in the wall joints that you tend to overlook unless either a) your friend who lives in the neighborhood loves it and tells you to meet there for drinks or b) you’re out in a