Ah sweet sweet summertime! Beaches, parks, shorts, and of course drinking outdoors! And there is no place finer to enjoy a clandestine cocktail than the beautiful East Bay. Take my hand, let me show you some places to crack some brews near nature. Morcom Rose Garden Roses are red —

There are few things easier to justify as the weather gets warmer than cozying up with a beer the size of your head and taking a little snoozer in the park. If you live in the Williamsburg area, you know what’s coming next. But for any of you out there

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 took Bros Icing Bros about two weeks to go viral and spawn the spin-off, Hoes Weising Hoes. The Encyclopedia Brotannica and the BroBible declared that women can’t fairly get iced because they actually like the taste of Smirnoff (hence why it’s called “bitch beer”), so the only reasonable alternative

Fridays at my office (and I’m assuming all offices) are generally spent counting down the minutes until the weekend officially starts. We typically use alcohol to pass the time over here, but you can only hide so many kegs in a conference room closet that you paid for with a

Well, friends, it’s that time of year again. The magical weekend in May when the entire 18-45 population of the Bay Area casts off their inhibitions and most/all of their clothes to run through the city streets with a blatant disregard for open container laws as they make their way

Lawn sports are a great American pastime. Ever since your grandparents moved to some crappy suburb we’ve been making casually competitive, and generally kid-safe, games out of ancient bloodsports. (I dunno if you guys know this, but originally Horseshoes was a game played by the Romans after they slaughtered their