Photo by BAS contributor FBFE. Another bar food-cocktail parlour recently opened up in the Castro a few weeks ago to a less than warm reception.  Before its opening, Bandidos Consulting Chef Jamie Lauren mused, “I hate to call it white people Mexican food but it is.  And I think the Castro

As SF Pride 2014 hits midweek and shifts into higher gears, it’s time once again for the San Francisco Bay Guardian’s annual Pullin’ Pork For Pride happy hour.  They’ve been pulling said pork for ten years now, so you best trust that carne is just about as tender and juicy

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

Ten years ago, when I was just a slightly younger bartender, I was working at Kimo’s up in the Polk and had just recently been hired on as a floater at El Rio, when I was invited to a citywide gay bar mixer held at some guys’ house in the

  Once a year, as the day’s light develops its golden October hue, Castro Street takes on a look akin of yesteryear, when bronzed boys hung out of listing Victorians and a sea of the Eureka Valley’s villagers grooved amongst the beer gardens and cotton candy booths below. True, the

It was on a cold damp evening, 133 years ago that His Imperial Majesty, Joshua Abraham Norton I entered immortality on the steps of Saint Mary’s Cathedral in Chinatown. The city wept in great frenzy and many have kept his devotion in the many years since, one such devotee being

Pride in San Francisco is never a mellow affair, but even by the Barbary Coast’s well- seasoned standards, this was one hell of a joyride.  From Castro on Wednesday until grooving through the bodies electric on Sunday, our eagle-eyed contributor, Fabian, caught the City as she swelled rhythmically in a

Look at that world through rose-coloured glasses! It’s Pink Saturday queer folk, and the hits just keep on coming. As of yesterday afternoon, the wedding bells started clanging again and hordes of lovebirds are promenading down those steps downtown like so many Marilyns and Joes. So whether you’re kick starting

The weekend is upon us and if you managed to get to schnackered last night at Nightlife at the Academy, Aunt Charlie’s or any of the other kick-off parties that peppered the city last night, then you have plenty o’ options this eve.   The first of the weekend’s marches