San Francisco is an old, iron safe filled with gold, glory, disaster, and secrets. SFCentric History is a column, by SF writer V. Alexandra de F. Szoenyi, that digs in the vaults of local history and shares the sensational people, places, and things that rocked San Francisco. One of the indicators that

The police presence, the alt-right group putting it on, and all the counter-protests planned

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

When you Move Away From San Francisco, there are many things you will miss, and this may be the ultimate list

Struck by bike fever like the rest of this city? You’re in luck — a veritable horde of steel stallions is coming your way this Friday.  While most folks are currently bartering in the nude in Black Rock City, a dogged band of holdouts has stayed behind in San Francisco

What’s the reason for the Memorial Day season? Is it to get your first day off work since New Year’s? Is it to start wearing white shoes and white pants without looking gauche? Or perhaps it’s to barbecue and get hammered in Dolores Park? Wrong and WRONG: Memorial Day is

Hey, remember the Presidio? It’s that hard-to-get-to green place between here and the Golden Gate Bridge. Well, they’re having art out there now, and this was originally the last week to get to it! Sponsored by the For-Site Foundation, Presidio Habitats showcases works designed to help out the animals living

Being outdoors is great.  I like it as much as the next guy, especially with my puppy, Jack White, and a big ol’ 40 in tow.  But I have to admit my idea of being “outdoorsy” is spending the day sprawled out on a beach blanket at Dolores Park.  This

Nothing warms my shriveled black heart like a classic film that brings to life the innocence of the old days. Singing, dancing, teens dropping out of high school and aborting their bastard children.. The 50’s were truly the golden years. Back when a group of guys could wear tight jeans