I’ve got a legendary weakness for Asqew’s BBQ sauce. Man that stuff is good! I first got hooked when I moved to the city and was living in the Haight. At the time I spent most happy hours at Hobson’s Choice and I was able to order nachos from Asqew, which is next door. Ever since that time nearly eight years ago, I can hardly pass Asqew without stopping in to get something. And I’m not jiving you either; whether it’s the Texas BBQ chicken, the peppercorn encrusted Ahi, or the roasted garlic mashed potatoes, I’m hooked. I love all of it.

Man do I feel bad for lactards.  No cheese, no milk in their cereal, and especially no ice cream.  Fuck that’s rough.  One of my good friend’s in high school had the deadly combination of being a stoner and being lactose intolerant.  Every time we got irie we’d end up

For some reason, being smart and cultured is considered sexy. Whether you actually are these things doesn’t really matter as long as you pretend to be, or at least pretend to want to be. And that’s where museum free days come in. Pretty much all of the best museums in

This country has a pretty weird relationship with booze.  First it was legal, then it wasn’t.  Then the drinking age was 18, now it’s 21.  The laws that we put in place to discourage drinking by young people actually lead to an entire period of binge drunkenness and regretful sex

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit…probably not.

In honor of the San Francisco Chocolate Factory closing I figured I’d share this funny write up I did of it in Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in San Francisco: Don’t get your hopes up. There’s no eccentric and snarky candy millionaire running around with a platoon of orange faced musical

Click here if you wanna skip the jive and get straight to the deal Ever since I started dressing myself, I’ve been wearing second hand clothes. Something about buying mass produced clothes that are supposed to be ‘œso fucking in right now’ never seemed appealing to me. But the problem

So it’s officially started.  I’ve spent the past six days in San Diego doing the turkey shindig family thing, and I’m fucking stuffed.  I feel like a contestant on “The Biggest Gainer”.  The thing is, now that December is about to be here, it will be endless eating and drinking.