The Safeway grocery stores in San Francisco vary widely in quality from the you-could-eat-off-the-floors Marina Dateway to the hope-I-make-it-out-alive UnSafeway, so I’m glad to finally find out someone has made my job of navigating the aisles a little easier and cheaper in the process. Like your favorite hipster puppies or

If you’re anything like me, you bought an iPod or MP3 player because you were sick of carrying CDs everywhere. Also, you probably decided that some albums weren’t worth converting to a digital format, and abandoned the albums you kept around for theme parties, guilty pleasure and attacks of nostalgia

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

When I lived in Hayes Valley I pretty much assumed every single drinking option nearby was going to be way above my price range, and all of the restaurants were full of fatcats who had Opera tickets later. But if you look close enough you can find a couple watering

Remember when rotisserie chicken became a huge suburban food fad? Everybody from Kroger to Wal-Mart to Costco was slinging pre-cooked rotisserie chickens that your Dad would pick up right after he finished loading the cart with 100 pound bags of lawn fertilizer and dog food, while you were off trying

I just found out yesterday, that I’ve been missing out on Magnolia’s killer selection of house-brewed beers because I’d always assumed the place was too expensive for joe schmoe like me to just waltz in and have a beer. Not true! In fact, every Tuesday night Magnolia drops the price

When you go to college in the town that made Dave Matthews popular you start to associate the term “local music” with shitty cover bands and impressively mediocre acts that might not ever release anything more substantial than xeroxed fliers to their show at a friend’s house. San Francisco, on

For the discerning palate.. There was never enough of you to go around was there?  So continental, so refined, why couldn’t you come in a larger size?  How many dinner parties were transformed into sticky melees because of you? Well unlike its namesake, Vienetta, the latest disco at the UndergroundSF,

Heyo – the DIY Diva here!  Let’s just cut right to the Christmas-chase here… holiday parties are a fuckload of what is awesome about the holiday season. When one is a broke-ass it is quite tempting (or practical) to put an ixnay-on-the-artaypay in an effort to save money. It is