The High Line is a pretty great place to hang out and sip a lemonade, pose for photos against some awesome NYC backdrops, and even learn about space from amateur astronomers.  Like a lot of other people, it’s one of my favorite places in the city, which is why I

I only have eyes for…beer… I always thought it would be cool to be a flapper and live during the Roaring Twenties, wearing feathers in my hair and fringe-dresses, drinking in speakeasies and smoking long cigarettes. Tomorrow night, Speakeasy Ales & Lagers presents Firkin Friday – with FREE brewery tours

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

I find it way easier to spend things that represent money than actual money, even though it takes actual money to get the things that represent it. Which is a confusing way of saying I think it’s pretty awesome that Brooklyn Brewery uses wooden tokens as currency for beer, and