When you catch a movie with whose title is followed with numeral dos you generally expect a rehash of something that never lives up to the original.  Such is not the case at Pho Clement II. Even though the restaurant is actually on Geary that does little to hinder the

731 Clement Street is constantly changing. It has been a couple of Burmese restaurants and a number of other things over the years. Currently, it’s a family owned, German-ish joint called Steins. Steins has been around for a couple of weeks now. Generally speaking, it has seemed to be well

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

  On my way to work this morning, my carpool stopped at Cherry Blossom Bakery on Clement. Welcome to Heaven is what the place should be called. I think the quote of the day came from my roommate, Celise, when she said with a wide-eyed grin, “I never thought I

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude.  Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not. Wanna be a Broke-Ass of the Week?  Holler at us here and we’ll send you the questionnaire. I had the pleasure

Call me a bitch, but its rare that I share a good deal. Even on this website. Despite the fact that I’ve managed to lose all my integrity as a person and a journalist after working with Stu for just under a year, I still try to keep some cred

Outer Richmond is charming and gorgeous. You’ve got the beach and the nice plump caboose of Golden Gate park at your fingertips. But if there’s anything my best friends have taught me, it’s looks don’t matter and beauty is skin deep. What really counts? Inner Richmond. When hearing the words