A Styrofoam tray has become an essential institution within the confines of the dirty and repulsive area of a public school we refer to as “the school cafeteria.” It is not a lunchroom as much as it is a passageway into unhealthy dieting and terrible eating habits. If memory serves

Great discoveries are always unintentional. America, potato chips, and the best roast beef sandwich this side of the East River. This sandwich dive is the kind of place that traffics in all the cuts that make up a great sandwich. Roast Beef, pastrami, and even some cheese whiz thrown in

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

In the interest of full disclosure, I’ll admit that I’m often wary of hot food bars – there’s all the people, the open air food, the fact that everything looks great but there’s a 90% chance it doesn’t taste that way – let’s face it, the buffet is always a

Athom opened in the Bushwick / Bed-Stuy neighborhood about three years ago. It was the first spot in that neighborhood to have things like paninis, fresh baked croissants, good espresso and ingredients like roasted red peppers, caramelized onions, brie, etc. I must tell you, as a resident of that neighborhood

There’s something extremely comforting about a great neighborhood sandwich shop. Just knowing that there will be a healthy dose of bread and meat (or veggies) waiting for you in your time of need can put even the most neurotic noshers at ease. Lou’s Café in the Outer Richmond accomplishes this

Saigon Sandwich may look a bit sketchy from the outside, but the sandwiches are more than satisfying on the inside. Tucked away on Larkin, between Eddy and Turk, you might question actually going into this place if you were just passing by. But no, you need to get in there

So you’re in midtown. Whoops. Perhaps you need some crazy diamonds, or you’re praying to some pagan god for discount Book of Mormon tickets, or you just took a wrong turn in Hell’s Kitchen. No matter what way you slice it, the homogeneity of the landscape is dulling to the

Perhaps you’ve noticed the rash of $1.00 pizza joints around town nowadays. It’s really testing the limits of the age old maxim of “there’s no such thing as bad pizza in New York City,” which is true when you consider what the outland territories (read: flyover states) dare to call