This originally appeared ing my Weeknighter column for 7×7.  There’s an incredible song that Johnny Cash recorded on the first of his American Recordings albums called “The Beast in Me.” The first stanza goes: The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by

Somebody told me to go see Mama the bartender at the Bow Bow in Chinatown, which were the most enticing words I had heard all week. That Friday I was downing shots of Patron with Mama amongst a sea of pistachio shells as beautifully terrible karaoke blared in the background.

A Big Change to This Year’s Voter Guide We’ve been doing voter guides for a really long time. I’m pretty sure we put our first one out in like 2010 or something. And I know that thousands of you rely on our voter guides to help you make decision. But

The Goddess herself! photo from Anne B. on Yelp I’m going to say this in the most plain and honest way I can: I’m pretty sure Candy, the bartender at Bow Bow, is Dionysus disguised as a human being.  It’s the only logical way to explain the way she handles