Ah…cycling over the Golden Gate Bridge. Threading tourists with selfie sticks and jersey-strapped cyclists over the Pacific Ocean is sort of like if Tron lit up a Fisherman’s Wharf suspended a mile in the sky. Antony and I, on our own fancy-ish bikes with far less dynamic threads, didn’t mind

Off Menu is our tribute to the service industry. It’s where we cover restaurant openings and bar closings, industry rumors and inside dirt. It’s where we cheer on our favorite chefs, servers, and nightlife superheroes. And the best part is, it comes from those of us that live that life,

The Huge Release Party for the Literary Magazine In case you haven’t heard, we just put out an incredible literary magazine called The Dreams I Dreamt: Letters to San Francisco thanks to a grant from the Civic Joy Fund. It’s a gift to San Francisco, where 19 of The City’s

If you are walking down Divisadero and feeling a bit swanky one sunny afternoon, stop into Bar Crudo for some awesome Happy Hour specials between 5 -6:30 pm Tuesdays through Sundays (closed Mondays). Pickle your fancy with some $1 oysters and mussels. While the oysters are a bit on the

One of the supposed perks to living in a port city is that comestible sea creatures are supposed to be not only plentiful, but also cheaper than you would get inland. Growing up near Morro Bay, down the coast, I remember this being the case but in San Francisco not so much. As a matter

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

Fisherman’s Wharf gets a bad rap.  It really does.  True, it is the tourist destination from hell — swarms of fanny-packed, camera-laden foreigners from such far-away lands as Michigan and Ohio with way-too-loud children and no desire to tip at any food establishment — but it’s definitely a San Francisco

The salty and fishy smell in the air starts to get to your head after a full, or even partial, day at the beach. So it’s only natural to crave (and appropriate to an almost cliche level) to crave fish and chips when you’re near an ocean. The problem is,