It’s safe to say that I love Persian food. I love the olives, the lamb and that crunchy rice stuff. It is also safe to say I do not know a lot about Persian food. Luckily, I know two incredible humans who deep dive into the world of Persian Cuisine

Join Swedish chef and photographer Magnus Nilsson, featured in the Emmy-Award winning The Mind of a Chef and Chef’s Table, as he shares his explorations and images of the rich food traditions and landscapes of the Nordic region. Nilsson has traveled extensively throughout Denmark, the Faroe Islands, Finland, Greenland, Iceland, Norway and Sweden

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

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE! Welcome to, “We ate it so you don’t have to.” While some are prepping for St. Patty’s Day and the already released Shamrock Shake, some are still celebrating the Lunar New Year.

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE!   Welcome to, “We ate it, so you don’t have to.” By now, we should all know that Taco Bell’s answer to Mexicanizing something is to add nacho cheese sauce to it.

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY EMPEROR NORTON’S BOOZELAND THE TENDERLOIN’S NEWEST HISTORIC DIVE.  HAPPY HOUR NOON – 7PM   It appears as if I’m losing another one of my favorites. This time it’s in the shape of a plate piled high with intensely seasoned som tum/tom sum/tum mak houng; that’s green papaya salad

Off Menu Screed: Two distinct camps: those who champion the Mission Burrito and them who wave the flag for the San Diego version

In The City That Was, Bohemian Archivist P Segal tells a weekly story of what you all missed: the days when artists, writers, musicians, and unemployed visionaries were playing hard in the city’s streets and paying the rent working part time.

So this is fucking weird.  And it makes me feel really old.  The very first ‘club” I was ever “up in” in my life has become a sort of haute-bourgeois foodie mecca and it opens this weekend.  The first place I ever saw real live drag queens and heard real