Sigh…I mean, I guess we shouldn’t be surprised when these tings happen anymore, but it’s just such a bummer. Hemlock Tavern was one of the best dive bars in San Francisco. The drinks were cheap, the crowd was cute, loud up-and-coming bands played in the backroom, and they sold delicious

Many of you probably remember back in September when I reported that legendary San Francisco hofbrau place, Tommy’s Joynt, might be closing forever. Fortunately, I was mistaken and within an hour I was able to update that they did plan to open up as soon as they could do it

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

The face of Polk Street is changing. Period. But then again, what San Francisco neighborhood is safe from the dreaded “G” word anymore? Little by little, the constants that delivered debauchery and delectable (or dicey) dining that once defined the district are slipping away into a soon-to-be distant past. It

Word just came in that another long time favorite SF dive bar is closing forever. Not only that, the entire building is being torn down. BAS reader Tyler Harbaugh sent me a tweet that came from the Hemlock Tavern’s instagram account. As you can see below, there is no ambiguity.

Socrates died from drinking hemlock. He was too smart for his own fucking good, and they killed him for it. Those in power tried him and sentenced him to death by drinking a beverage laced with that poisonous plant.

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I know that part of my job here is to make fun of everything and crack lewd jokes, but at times, though rarely, I find myself at a loss for things to hate.  Either that, or I’m late for like 3 deadlines and don’t have time to make you fools