Abilene, my temptress.  Every time I have something to go home to, I find myself going home to you instead.  You are so warm, inviting.  There are so few bars that I feel uninhibited going into alone – and you, Abilene, are one of them. After a long day, I

As I inch closer and closer to the big 30, “adultey” things like fixing the toilet seat I broke by standing on it (don’t judge, I’m short and needed to see!) are slowly becoming less “Shit, I have to fix this before dad comes and reminds me he had 4

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

So after visiting the Brooklyn Tabernacle for the choir, I’m feeling a little frisky. Where to go, where to go? Well, if you walk down Smith Street I know a little cozy nook in the wall called Boat Bar. Boat is everything you need in a good dive. You have

Just because I may not be able to afford to buy a new iPhone so I can put an end to strangers asking me if my shattered screen is an app (Like, really? Why. Just please think about why someone would want an app that makes their very expensive phone

Desperate times call for desperate measures. We are solidly into April, ie spring, but my winter coat is still on and my skin is still an “indoor kid” shade of pale. So off I go to where a lei and drink shots that have been lit on fire even though

Polar opposites and seemingly random combinations are a never ending source of entertainment. It’s fascinating when luxury condos go up next to abandoned warehouses, or when you find postcards on the street advertising pit bull puppies with a photo of a hot Hispanic girl wearing a bikini while holding two

Did you know that the city health department finally lifted its ban on beekeeping in New York? Well, they did. It’s totally legal for you to get your own bees and a hive with sliding drawers of honeycomb. Nothing can stop you from turning your rooftop into a factory for

Earlier this year, my office moved from the East Village to Midtown. We were across from the Physical Graffiti building before, and are now across from a parking garage in case you’re wondering just how big this cool to uncool change has been. We’ve adjusted for the most part, but