Thanks to Paula W. for the photo Wow I’m really amazed people don’t talk about this one more, it’s definitely one of those places that deserves mention in as many conversations as possible. It literally has one of the biggest archives of porno mags I’ve ever seen, and what’s remarkable

Tacos are the greatest. They’re like a flavor punch in your face and cover all five of the basic food groups (do the math…yeah I’m right) which does a body good. It’s pretty hard to mess up a taco, so most you encounter will be at least alright, but for

I’m a self admitted history nerd:  I wake up every morning and watch an hour of the History Channel.  I generally like any movie that’s a period piece.  I really wanna be one of the actors that gets to dress up for historical reenactments for TV and movies.  Like I

The Goddess herself! photo from Anne B. on Yelp I’m going to say this in the most plain and honest way I can: I’m pretty sure Candy, the bartender at Bow Bow, is Dionysus disguised as a human being.  It’s the only logical way to explain the way she handles

Soft, twinkling lights, snappy dance numbers, beautiful girls, and suppers of eastern delicacies called things like Chop Suey– What a night you could have in that enchanting Chinatown!  The possibilities as endless as the stars in the heavens! By the thirties, San Franciscan xenophobia had ebbed to a level where

We’ve mentioned a lot of ways you can get FREE museum admission on this site, but that’s because a) learning is great and b) unlike your favorite falafel place, they’re always changing what they have to offer. (It’s OK about the falafel though, don’t go changin’!) So if you’ve taken

I know that part of my job here is to make fun of everything and crack lewd jokes, but at times, though rarely, I find myself at a loss for things to hate.  Either that, or I’m late for like 3 deadlines and don’t have time to make you fools

Tonight the legendary City Lights bookstore on Columbus will be hosting a reading from Stoners and Self-Appointed Saints, and Fever Chart – the latter of which was published by McSweeney’s – that impossibly twee publisher/website/lit rag founded by love-him-or-hate-him memoirist/novelist/newspaper man Dave Eggers. To go along with the readings, their