Now that the beloved Mission Street dive has settled into its new digs, they are welcoming everyone over to celebrate the lighting of their newly restored marquee.  As you may remember there was a bit of trouble getting the famous Doc’s Clock sign moved to their new location, but after a

 By Craigory Sparks That day came Wednesday. The day I always knew would come. The day when I would arrive at that giant glass door to the office high rise in the Financial District of San Francisco. That office high rise full of J. Crew bros and SoulCycle girls mucking

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

This originally appeared in my Weeknighter column for 7×7. Anthony used to call Kilowatt “Kil-a-game” because we never met any girls there. We were both single and in our mid-20s and thought bars would be the answer to the question of “Where can we meet women?” Apparently the answer we found was

Hi GUYS! It’s been a second. Sorry about the delayed finale to this series, but I’ve been travelling/hungover most days in the past month and I just really didn’t feel like doling out recommendations to you because there’s a part of me that thinks maybe I should clean up my act and calm down and put a halt to this raucous, unstable, indulgent, satanic party of a lifestyle.

Yeah. With your dumb orange car.  Hey cats and kittens, it’s that time again! Happy belated Memorial Day. Hope you’re still making out with a soldier you met last night, and eating leftover BBQ, cooked in the name of our brave civil war heroes. It’s that blissful time of year when day-drunk is

Picture shamelessly stolen from http://www.boymeetsmusic.com/ Happy Monday my beautiful, sexy, hilarious, rip city scumbags! If you’re one of the few PDeX’s that is unfortunate enough to be employed, chug some coffee and shake off the weekend, because it’s over now and your boss can totally tell you’re hungover and you

When I lived in the projects over on 27th St. and 10th Ave., there were only two bars in the neighborhood I frequented. One was the Blarney Stone, and the other was Billymark’s West. Both of these places were characterized by unspeakable debauchery, strange nights that I hope to eventually

Gottscheer Hall, Gottscheer Hall… What to say about Gottscheer Hall? For starters, this event space and bar has been open since 1924, they have all the pictures of the Gottscheer queens from 1924 to 2012 on the wall where you enter (which are very amusing pictures – just saying), you