After Miss Ollie’s denied the possibilities of an afternoon affair with their fried chicken lunch special (they were out), I had to turn the corner for Cosecha. Cosecha is housed in the newly renovated Swans Building in Downtown Oakland, next to Miss Ollie’s, Taylor’s Sausage, and Rosamunde. Yup, they’re all

Dona Tere’s Market Dona Tere’s Market has existed on the northeast corner of 21st and Florida for a little over a decade, a respectable age for any restaurant, but it feels ancient and worn beyond its years, like an old bristlecone pine tree bearing silent witness to San Francisco springing

I am extremely excited to announce the release of The Delicious Card! Delicious cardholders get awesome deals at over 30 of your favorite SF eateries! Membership is a great way to explore new places, support local businesses, and support local journalism.

              La Palma Mexicatessen     There isn’t a neighborhood of any city in our union that is completely static, no urban zone where the prevailing skin tone will forever be reminiscent of elephant tusk, obsidian, or mole poblano, or where every household will

  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,

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