This is the second Booze and Show giveaway of this kind for us at Broke-Ass Stuart. We aren’t celebrating or promoting the traditional Valentine’s Day date (who the hell wants to sit in silence for two hours at a movie?). Instead, we’re giving you the tools that will theoretically lube you

I’m sure when Louisiana-born Dale Hawkins wrote Susie Q in 1957, the last thing he thought it would spark was a Nola, Louisiana food truck (with a name that literally gives new meaning to the word food porn: Susie Q’s lunchbox, indeed) that sat in a parking lot in 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

If you haven’t heard yet, I have some oyster and lobster roll news. This shit goes all the way to the top. And by that I mean The Gibson— Williamsburg’s most adequately well kept secret.  So, sometimes the weekends can be a little crowded, but let’s face it, it’s one

I don’t normally go out for Italian food because I kind of have a thing about spending money on dishes it’s safe to say I could make at home for a third of the price, like pizza or spaghetti and meatballs.  On the other hand, as half of the blood

With Valentine’s day coming up, we really want to give you as many opportunities as possible to dine on some aphrodisiacs. So if you can’t make it down to the Embarcadero for $1 Oysters at Waterbar, we might suggest a more homely neighborhood location for shellfish: Bar Crudo on Divisadero

I LOVE going to nice restaurants and being that customer that sits at the bar refusing any other food besides the absolute cheapest things on the menu, which, at the beautiful, yet fairly douchey (a word I reserve for eateries that are not taquerias), Waterbar, are the $1 “Today’s Featured

One of the ways in which I pretend like I’m rich, or just forget that I’m living in a constant looming threat of homelessness, is by eating shellfish. That’s right, shellfish. Mussels are the perfect way to pretend like you’re eating a full meal when you’re actually just eating a

As a seafood lover, I should have eaten oysters many times before last week, but for some reason they had eluded my ever-expanding stomach.  But when a friend told me about the awesome happy hour at Hyde Street Seafood House and Raw Bar, I finally felt the slimy goodness of