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

                  Chilango in The Castro   Sprouting up from the verdant landscape of the S.F culinary scene in recent years have been establishments whose mission statements can be summarized by two words: “Mexican” and “authentic”.   To the discerning (read “snobbish”) culinite,

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

It’s Labor Day. I’ve tried to track down almost every one of SF’s beloved new generation food truck to no avail. They’ve all taken the holiday off, which grants me an epiphany, are those trucks really here for us locals? However, I know where I can go. I can go

As a general rule, straying from the main drag for the purposes of late night calorie consumption would seem counterintuitive. As Fattmink mentioned in last week’s post, my neighbourhood, not as well-trafficked as other Mission environs, would definitely qualify as off the beaten path unless you consider “psych ward– close”

I’m a big ol’ fan of celebrations: parties, holidays, the “happy dance” that I perform in my room after I do my laundry and realize that I don’t have to wear ratty underpants anymore.  It doesn’t take much for me to throw my arms up in the air, and praise

Tucked away on Chestnut Street is a real Mexican food gem. Generally speaking, Mamacita is a bit pricey for us broke folk. Their happy hour, on the other hand, is worth checking out. Happy hour, or la hora feliz, at Mamacita is fit for those of us with a hole

Cholulita from appearance looks to be your average bodega, but for the people who know and for the curious, this is actually a great little restaurant with wonderful service and an accepting, laidback atmosphere. Often there are local Mexican guys going into the place for the imported Mexican sodas and

During a recent almost week-long disappearance of the Endless Summer taco truck on Bedford, Brooklynites were outraged at being forced into unthinkable alternatives like “cooking at home” and “eating not-burritos.” It was a dark time, but one that may strike again. It’s up to you to choose to be a