Friends, is this the San Francisco you dreamed of? The sparkling, golden dream of freewheeling political experiment, debate, and protest; colorful art, poetry, and music that fly completely free from rent-money and basic-bro anxiety; diverse culture, nightlife, and style that springs from pure expression rather than some lame-ass PowerPoint marketing plan?

I actually cried this morning. I’m a grown-ass man, I can’t remember the last time I cried, but today I found myself whimpering and making snuffling noises as tears came down my face and I looked out my window onto Folsom Street. To say that the closing of the San

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

  Why you wasting time outside? Get it! Well, it’s been a long haul and one that often did not look promising, but a city tradition has returned. The Eagle is back, and with it the Sunday beer bust. Although it was always year round, the beer bust returning at the

  If you work in the service industry, this time of year is sort of a blessing and a curse. The holidays, grueling hours, double-shifts and belligerent revelers are long behind you now, but all that cash you made is beginning to thin out as well. The clientele have convinced

Although insanely popular, I wouldn’t usually recommend local queen bee, Juanita More‘s Pride Party if you were looking to save a little cash during this week’s hijinx.  It’s fun and all but there’s an epic line sometimes and the Bambuddha Lounge ain’t exactly bargain basement when it comes to liquor.