This coming May 22nd will be what has come to be known as Harvey Milk Day in the Sate of California. It is, in fact, his birthday and if Harvey was still with us he would be 85 years old. In the The Times of Harvey Milk, Harvey Fierstein narrates,

  “Florida sunshine.”  Photo from the Des Moines Register. Harvey Milk was a guy who liked to have a good time.  Yes, he was the Mayor of Castro Street and a hero that changed the course of history forever, but he was also an honorary clown with a yen for

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

  Once a year, as the day’s light develops its golden October hue, Castro Street takes on a look akin of yesteryear, when bronzed boys hung out of listing Victorians and a sea of the Eureka Valley’s villagers grooved amongst the beer gardens and cotton candy booths below. True, the

It was on a cold damp evening, 133 years ago that His Imperial Majesty, Joshua Abraham Norton I entered immortality on the steps of Saint Mary’s Cathedral in Chinatown. The city wept in great frenzy and many have kept his devotion in the many years since, one such devotee being

With over 2,000 gin bins on the Barbary Coast, we here at BAS thought it might be time to catalogue them and keep you informed on what they have to satiate your thirsty, thirsty ways. So, here is the Broke-Ass Bar Guide – San Francisco. You get to know a little bit about what

Cheap liquor usually isn’t a problem on Castro, but cheap food can be little harder to track down- with the exception of pizza by the slice, which only sounds great when your stomach resembles a wineskin. Before you embark on your next flash flood, stop by at Rossi’s Delicatessen for

It’s hard enough keeping up with one’s day to day nonsense in the great city of San Francisco, so when it comes time to cast your vote, outside of the inane commercials produced for high-profile candidates, it can be hard to find out anything about anyone else. By no means

Yours truly used to actually work at Harvey’s, and even then I was kind of embarrassed to say so.  The place is over-priced and serves pretty crappy food.  That, and although I know its named in honour of Mr. Milk, one can’t help but feel its more using the name