Whoever said “there’s no such thing as a free lunch” was an asshole. That said, he/she was mostly right; rarely is there anything free in this world. Luckily being a broke-ass makes you resourceful, so not having to pay for food once you’ve already paid for a drink is

Being a Broke Ass – It’s elementary, my dear. Abstinence. From fancy ass parties in the Meatpacking District where a gin and tonic will set you back fourteen bucks. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. Blue, purple. AKA – all you see after a particularly draining day of job hunting on Craigslist. Crocodile

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

It seems like everybody’s got a gimmick these days. Crocodile Lounge gives away personal-size pizzas. Hot dogs come with your hooch at Rudy’s Bar & Grill. And Burp Castle is home to free frites. Not to be outdone, The Irish Exit – in what is perhaps the most incompatible complimentary

My family is in town. They’ve seen the sites, they’ve walked in the mysterious street puddles, they’ve had someone sneeze on them in the subway… they’ve pretty much done it all, people! As I racked my brain for more to do, however, I realized that there was one more pivotal

One of the benefits of graduating college is landing a job you love. However, these jobs often include responsibilities, meaning you can no longer spend half the workday hungover as shit, lying on the employee bathroom floor and praying the urge to vom will pass. And YET, the best bar deals