Mother’s Day is just around the corner and NYC is the place to be if you’re looking to spoil the woman that pushed you out of her body. She did that, you know…or you were CUT OUT of her. Either way, she deserves some bottomless mimosas or ridiculous bloody mary’s,

With skinny jeans and ironic moustaches abound, Thieves Tavern is a superb watering hole for not only hipsters but all San Franciscans. Honestly, an entire post could be devoted to the Bloody Marys (served with FREE waffles if you so desire) and whiskey selection at this place. Saving that for

The Huge Release Party for the Literary Magazine In case you haven’t heard, we just put out an incredible literary magazine called The Dreams I Dreamt: Letters to San Francisco thanks to a grant from the Civic Joy Fund. It’s a gift to San Francisco, where 19 of The City’s

Regretful decisions I have made at Welcome to the Johnsons: there are so many! Talking to a guy in a bandana, using the bathroom, ordering a seventh vodka-soda-orange juice’ the list goes on. But I will love Welcome to the Johnsons forever for its chill atmosphere and super cheap drinks.

Market SF combines two of my favorite things: alcohol and art!  When don’t they go together?!  Happily, each and every Saturday the two combine to help local artists and designers find patrons, and vice versa.  Even if you can’t afford the art it’s a great opportunity to learn you some

I’m no food critic, but I’ve drank gallons of Bloody Mary’s over the course of many brunches for many years. After all, what other city besides New York plans their whole Sunday around a course the rest of the country reserves for just for  holidays.  Being a serial-bruncher, the Bloody