The first time I ever went to Brooklyn, it was my senior year in college and I was in Fort Greene, I think, to see Grand Buffet. After watching two goofy white dudes play a hip hop show, my friend and I went across the street to a poorly lit

Valentine’s Day makes me want to punch myself in the face.  It also makes me want to punch everyone else in the face (especially cute couples’”they’re the worst).  But how to justify random acts of violence on the stupid day of love?  Clearly the geniuses behind The Great San Francisco

A Jew after my own heart, Linda Ellia has made an art of defacing relics of Nazism.  In 2005 Ellia came across a French translation of Hitler’s infamous memoir Mein Kampf (which means ‘œOur Struggle’ in English).  Holding the thick manifesto in her hands, she felt an immediate visceral response

Before there was Life Cafe, Roberta’s or Northeast Kingdom, hungry and hungover Bushwick residents would flock to Tina’s Restaurant to get their greasy food fix. When my friend first moved to Bushwick years ago I made a late-night pit stop at Tina’s and was hooked ever since. When I later

Now, I have a story to tell you.  It starts out sad, but the ending is happy, so I’d recommend that you read it until the end.  Is it true?  You’ll have to figure that one out for yourself.  Here we go. Once upon a time a boy by the

I think the last time I was in Pop Burger, my friends and I tried to start a dance party in the bar portion. The bouncers were having none of it, and even told us to stop when we started dancing in an area with less traffic. I don’t hold

So, as you may have noticed from the Swagger Stagger video I was in: it’s SF Beer Week!  And today there is a dope event going on that even you, my dear broke-asses, can afford to attend. Wes Anderson and Kenny Scherr from the Whole Foods in Potrero Hill, have

In case there’s a chance that you didn’t stuff your face quite fully enough on Superbowl Sunday while watching my hero, Queen Latifah sing the national anthem, Texas-style BBQ-ery Hill Country is hosting one of the most daunting eating challenges I’ve been apprised of since Adam Orellana stomped on a