After moving to the City in 2013, my husband and I settled in beautiful Bernal Heights. We loved everything about it. Everything, of course, except some of the neighbors. One time, we witnessed a yelling match between the people next to us and the people behind us about whether or

We love a great group art show. Starting August 24th, you can view the work of 16 local artists at  Secession Art & Design’s 16th anniversary showcase in Bernal Heights. The collective of talented artists are coming back together with art that draws inspiration from textiles with bold color stories.

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

When I first moved to the Bay Area, I landed in a San Francisco neighborhood that most don’t give the respect it deserves. That’d be the Bayview, where I called a little corner of Silver Avenue home for the first two months or so before moving to the Sunset —

Sorry for the delay in this week’s news wrap, but without further ado, here’s your week of California burning, Berkeley’s weekend rally and fallout, courtroom updates and some weird shit to do with Burners on your day off. Berkeley rally: public versus the police The result of Sunday’s much anticipated

Pride 2016 may be one of the most important in recent memory. Out of the tragedy of Orlando, a wave of solidarity has spread across the world and it has galvanized our community to respond with love, to speak out against our culture of violence, stand with our Latinx, Muslim,

I spent some pretty amazing evening drinking 40s and eating meatballs at the original Emmy’s Spaghetti Shack. While it’s exciting that they moved to a new space, their original space has been empty ever since. That is until three months ago when Chicano Nuevo moved in and quietly began their soft opening.

As we’ve often surmised before, a quick glance at San Francisco on any given day is essentially an inventory of things we’ve lost.  Sure, the legacy business closures and demolitions are reams long, but even longer and more crushing is the list of citizens expunged by either economic or even lethal force.

The lovers, the dreamers and thee.  Yes, they still exist in San Francisco and this Saturday you have the chance to mix among them once again and remember why you chose to sit on that dock of the bay. This past week was Citizenship Day and also in,1859, the day that