It’s been the worst day imaginable. Your dog died, you got fired, your laptop was stolen, and your partner comes out of the closet – as actually being straight – and runs away with someone of the opposite gender. All you wanna do is go to the nearest bar and be left alone to cry your eyes out into a big glass of booze. Here’s a list of the best bars in San Francisco to do that in.

Grandma’s clientele mostly consists of old people, poolsharks and pukers.  Patches from police, firemen and paramedics line the wall behind the bar while an old mid 80’s video game keeps a silent vigil over a dismal scene.  I hope I’m not drinking in places like Grandma’s in 30 years.  It’s