I love a reason to drink. Antioxidants? Pour me another glass of Pinot. Whiskey prevents cancer? ‘Scuse me while I finish this Jameson smoothie. Your wife left you? What a bitch. Let’s make sangria (I make great sangria). Having a reason to drink is part of what makes America great

                Velvet Cantina   Its title and appearance conjures Barbary Coast-era decadence.  The Velvet Cantina is only about seven years old, but it feels thoroughly dyed-in-the-wool, a seemingly eternal fixture on its corner, 23rd and Bartlett Streets in the Mission District, a residential spot just

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

I’m shocked no one has talked about this yet, but it’s high time we discussed drinking at home in more depth. Getting hammered in bars is all well and good, especially if you can get someone else to buy your drinks. But then you always end up owing somebody something.

As previously noted I’m a huge fan of restaurants with Tommy in the name.  When I found out the little Mexican restaurant a few blocks from my house made it onto a list of the top 100 bars in the world I had to check things out firsthand. Upon entering

With its colorful facade we’ve all driven by Tommy’s a million times and thought, “Man, I should really go there sometime.”  Well good people I have gone to Tommy’s and return with outstanding news.  The place is awesome, the food sticks to your ribs and the beers are cheap.  With

Although clearly burritos are the most highly evolved form of food, science dictates that they must share a common ancestor with tacos. But you don’t have to schlep down to the Mission to get them on Tuesdays this August: Hit up Jones in the scenester-trash, crack-transaction Tenderloin instead! Really, though,

I find myself frequently overhearing passersby chatting about their most recent or coming trip to Tahoe.  As a broke-ass I can only dream of such a trip.  I don’t fret, though.  Why?  Bacchus Kirk! There are a number of wallet-friendly bars in the Nob Hill area.  One in particular, Bacchus

Bender’s got its name on a chilly Sunday night in May, when a certain writer found herself going beer-for-beer with a friend of high tolerance. Six hours later, the bartender asked them to leave, but not before providing her with an answer to the question, “Where can we get more