Huevos Rancheros. In restaurants, it’s the brunch dish I have yet to pronounce with obvious hesitation. At home, it’s a way for me to eat nachos for breakfast without feeling like some kind of man child. But in both instances, it’s always one of the best decisions I’ve made all

I recently realized candied bacon is pretty much the cleavage of the food world. It’s incredibly easy to do and even just a little goes a long way (rimshot!). But seriously folks, I am actually a little embarrassed to call this a recipe because it’s such a simple way to

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

Desperate times call for drastic measures. I was at a BBQ party the other day, and I started talking to some girl about how she used to kidney beans and ketchup for dinner and then eat white rice and mix it with different flavored jam for desert. Then we sort

The other day I took a walk around the block after lunch at work, and I came back with a whole bunch of fruit and herbs that I basically stole from the neighbors trees. Luckily, I work in a residential area, and no one was around to see me swiping

I just celebrated my 25th birthday and have been dismayed to discover that not everyone loves birthdays as much as I do. The birthday scrooges among us gripe about the passage of another pointless year, whine about the crow’s feet and gray hairs that come with age, worry that they’re

NYC’s wintery weather is reminding me a lot of Ithaca where I went to school. Except our snow will melt sometime before April and my nosehairs don’t freeze upon leaving my apartment. Because its life is so much shorter, I very rarely hate the snow in NYC. Sure, I curse

When I first moved to New York, I remember walking to the nearest deli in search of butter or anything resembling butter that I could find on my block.  Hidden behind crumbling Dominican wedding cakes and varieties of beef jerky I hadn’t even heard of ( a rare thing indeed),

So maybe your Halloween sucked.  Maybe you spent all day dressing up to find that the one dude or dudette you planned on going home with was more into the sexy nun than you.  Or maybe no one got the obscure comic book reference for your costume but members of