By Charles Duggery   I have a lot of things in common with English chef Gordon Ramsay, none of which including his culinary skill; I am very angry, I use foul language and I’m very critical of others; the similarities end there. My mother didn’t cook at all when I was

Nothing gets my mouth to watering than the mere smell of my mother frying chicken. From the smell alone, I know what’s to come. I know that she’ll saute mushrooms, add cream of mushroom and milk to make a gravy, soy sauce and add the chicken back into the sauce.

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

We all still like Anthony Bourdain, right? (I mean, other than the vegans and the Alice Waters-aterians.) Here’s a man who likes tacos and street food and donuts just like us, so he can’t be all bad. Even though he’s definitely filthy rich at this point, we can’t begrudge the