The Final Final had already been sold when my partner and I first visited last month. It’s a treat, going to a straight bar once in a while. We know the city’s gay bars top to bottom. Sometimes it feels nice to be new. The Final Final is a time

The East Bay has taken a spanking this summer with abnormally high temperatures and smoky air you can chew on like a snack. But those punishing daytime rays make for beautiful summer nights, nights that will quickly disappear. So grab your vaccinated peeps and hit up some trippy outdoor bars

A Big Change to This Year’s Voter Guide We’ve been doing voter guides for a really long time. I’m pretty sure we put our first one out in like 2010 or something. And I know that thousands of you rely on our voter guides to help you make decision. But

When I moved to NYC from Virginia the first mission was to find a pub for Premier League matches. I was lucky enough to be introduced to two by way of the NY Reds. But there was something about Smithfield that felt like home. In Virginia I had a family

Thai Stick is a decent spot to stick your head in on your way home or on your way out to grab some cheap grub and kick back. I’ve heard some people complain about the super slow service, but that was not my experience. I went into Thai Stick on

Being from San Diego, I’ve had a hard time finding really good fish tacos in the city. I just found what I’ve been looking for yesterday at the Taco Shop @ Underdog’s in the Sunset. This is the place for fresh, So-Cal inspired Mexican food. Chef Nick Fasanella knows what’s

I don’t often hit up sports bars. Not because I don’t care about sports, mind you, but I don’t always have the desire to watch a game unfold due to the usual ineptitude of NY teams. Frankly, I don’t need to watch the Knicks/Jets/Giants/Mets/yes, even the Yankees crash and burn

It ain’t easy being a Boston sports fan in this city. Not only have I had to learn to suppress my reflex of shouting “Yankees Suck!” after every touchdown, recovery or awesome wing I eat no matter which sport I’m watching, but have also learned that wearing Boston sports paraphernalia

Last Sunday, I was doing a typical Brooklyn-y thing to do by enjoying the neighborhood’s Open Studios weekend, which came to a halt shortly after walking around a man’s apartment while he created a “live soundtrack” by making odd sounds into a microphone. I was instantly struck by thoughts of