I fucking love San Francisco.  I think it’s impossible to have a bad day in this city.  Sometimes, though, I need to get out for a little R&R.  What I would really like to do on these days is go home and have my mom cook for me while I

Long before the word sandwich became synonymous with Ike’s, there was another place that was famous for the everyman’s fare in the neighbourhood bordering upper Market Street.  That place is the M & L Market. It would be a lie as well as being incredibly pointless to say that what

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

I was walking down Valencia yesterday on my way to drop some SF books off at Therapy, when I passed by Fritz.  Every time I’ve gone by there recently I’ve noticed a big sign in the window that says something about $7 lunches.  Usually I’m either not hungry or don’t