Written By: Saraah Dickens I am not a karaoke person. Getting up and singing in front of a crowd is not my idea of a good time. But I’m not exactly karaoke adverse. I’ve been dragged to my fair share of karaoke bars, the captive audience for my karaoke loving

This originally appeared ing my Weeknighter column for 7×7.  There’s an incredible song that Johnny Cash recorded on the first of his American Recordings albums called “The Beast in Me.” The first stanza goes: The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by

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

In any year, Thanksgiving with the family can be anxiety inducing, but considering most of us are still reeling from the election, sitting across the table from your racist,Trump-voting uncle is seeming particularly daunting. A lot of families also have this weird tradition of eating Thanksgiving dinner at an absurdly

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I love karaoke. I love it more than some of my family members and I am totally chill with that. So on that note, take my hand and together let us explore some of the finest establishments in the East Bay where you can croon to your little black heart’s content.

Cordon Bleu The symbiotic relationship that exist between a restaurant and the bar next to it don’t get much better or more mutually beneficial than the one that exists between Cordon Bleu and  Encore on California Street, just off Polk.  One serves cheap, delicious and hearty food, the other is

I’ve always felt good about Tuesday. It’s not Monday, so that’s already a good start. Wednesday is awkward and unnecessary unless you follow a half-day Wednesday schedule, in which case it’s awesome – like a weekend in the middle of the week! Thursdays are supposedly “thirsty” but then you wake

It’s not a secret as to what most of you will be doing today. Trust me, I know that April 20th will forever live in infamy for the connoisseurs that partake in the practice of herbal essence. But this is New York, not Amsterdam. There will definitely not be any