As you read the other week, my friend Virginia Ramos, aka The Tamale Lady, passed away recently. She was an incredible part of the community and saved many many many of us from ourselves on late drunk nights. She was giver of good advice and even better hugs. In honor

For people of a certain era, Herb Caen represented San Francisco. For newer San Franciscans, maybe it’s someone like Jack Dorsey. For my era of San Franciscans, nobody represented The City more than Virginia Ramos, the woman we affectionately called the Tamale Lady. For those of us who spent the late

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

As you’ve undoubtedly heard by now, The Man has set his sights on our beloved Tamale Lady and is trying to make it so that she can’t do the thing she does best: slang tamales. News broke last week that Virginia Ramos (aka The Tamale Lady) would no longer be