“My coworker says there’s no such thing as ‘the North Bay’.” I remember when my friend Stephanie told me about this weird argument she’d had and being absolutely galled because, at the time, I was living in San Rafael. (Plus, the North Bay is Craigslist official). But here’s the thing…

“We might be in trouble,” said an enthusiastic Craig Wathen, one of the new owners of Amnesia on Valencia St., “because we’re not planning on changing it.” Wathen and co-owner Lee Topar recently celebrated beloved Amnesia’s one-year anniversary under their ownership, and for the most part it hasn’t changed much

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

By: Jonas Barnes  If you’re surprised I’m writing an article about where to take the best free shits in NYC, we need to get to know one another better. If you know me, writing about taking a good free shit makes as much sense as me writing about being fat.

Created by Bartenders against Nazi’s, inspired by neo-fascist Richard B. Spencer getting punched in the face

Every now and again we ask YOU our fine readers a question on facebook.  Sometimes its about your Worst Public Transit Stories, sometimes its about the Weirdest Places You’ve Had Sex, the responses we get are always amazing.

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE! This originally appeared in my Weeknighter column for 7×7. Our Weeknighter columnist Stuart Schuffman recently spent some time in the Big Apple and we tasked him with finding San Francisco’s synonymous bars across the

Western Addition (SF) – Two Bartenders pit two beloved bars against one another using a set of aesthetic and practical criteria

Sometimes you just don’t want the party to end. You’ve been up all night dancing, drinking, drugging, doing the deed, and suddenly it’s 6am and you’re like, “Damn, I bet I’m in perfect condition to be out in public and in a drinking establishment.”