Ryoko’s     If you like eating raw fish below street level, two options come to mind.  The first: Sushi Time, a tiny shoe box crammed into the corner of a small subterranean plaza in The Castro.  If that sounds like a recipe for

                You See Sushi   Living in S.F, you’re afforded many opportunities to sweat your balls; Russian Hill, Nob Hill, Diamond Heights, Twin Peaks; bike or run up any of these rises and, if you’re not in good enough shape, you’ll find the

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

Cafetasia is your not-so-typical Japanese cuisine located in the New York  City’s quintessential neighborhood, Greenwich Village. It is unconventional perhaps due to the large volume of diverse individuals that step foot in there every day and night and probably because of the bar-like atmosphere it transforms into sometime during the

Ippuku’s sake on tap There was a time when we as a people lived in fear of eating under-cooked pork.  Casting my mind back to the early 80’s, when A-Ha’s “Take On Me” was annoyingly inescapable and dudes everywhere sported see-through mesh t-shirts, our mothers and fathers were unwitting violators

Normally, Kyo-ya would be on the radar of no broke ass. Its only saving grace for people like us is its happy hour. Kyo-ya has a great atmosphere and layout. It’s mellow and “modern”, if you will. There is also a pretty bitchin’, somewhat secluded room with leather chairs and

There comes a time in everyday when your mind wanders into the gutter and you start thinking things like, “Gee, I wish I knew more about the history and current trends of Japanese masturbatory aid technology.” Pete’s Candy Store can answer all your questions. Tonight, they’re starting back up the

Hallowe’en may not be part of Japan’s culture, but that doesn’t mean they don’t like a good story about ghosties any less than the rest of us.  In Japan, they’re known as yokai and come in all sorts of fun shapes and sizes. It would seem they decided to impart