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

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

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 37 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 37 of the finest locally owned bars,

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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

I attended my office holiday party last week– at a bar, at 2pm, glad to leave work 3 hours early.  I work in a business casual environment, and– as I mentioned before– am not close friends with anyone in my office.  In fact, I’m 89% sure that they all think