Well, my fellow colleagues of the city’s gin bins, it’s happened again.  Another holiday season has come and gone and now we find ourselves in the always-pleasant slump that follows.  What to do?  Why drink, of course! Tonight come congratulate yourself on a job well done and one more year under your belt serving

We weren’t born into the broke-ass caste; the wealthy jerk class forced us into lives of penny-pinching and PBR. But you don’t have to take my word for it: Go see Charles Ferguson‘s Inside Job tonight at the Red Vic Movie House. This two-hour documentary by the older Brian Boitano

Alaskan Giant Chocolate Waterfall, only relevant because it’s a picture of chocolate. When I was a kid I was pretty stoked on watching how they made chocolate in the back of the Ghiradelli Soda Fountain. My sister and I would run to check it out while we counted down the

Remember this movie? Yeah, I don’t really either. Spring’s a-comin’ in just a few short weeks, and you know what that means — WINTER WEATHER FOR SIX MORE MONTHS!  Not really.  Well, maybe really, but spring also signals the beginning of many adult sport leagues in the city (because usually

My Grandmother makes the best bread in the world. Truth. I would never even attempt to reach the Grandma-Magic levels of perfection, but I have always wanted to try my hand at baking something other than those pre-made rolls in a tube that scare the shit out of me when

The “rain, rain and more rain” forecast for the three-day-weekend kinda ruined my plans to go out of town. Dissatisfied with my assumed fate of having a mellow weekend at home watching black-and-white movies, trying out new recipes with the veggies I got in my Farm Fresh to You box

She just has so much wisdom to share! This is it! This is your ticket out of brokeassdom! That is, as long as you’re at least 5’7″ and a female between the ages of 18 and 27. You probably need to possess some kind of unique beauty, too. Oh, and

Nailed it, Chloe…nailed it. It’s no secret that we residents of San Francisco loooooooove our city.  If we didn’t, we wouldn’t live paycheck-to-paycheck, in, like, the fifth most expensive place in the country.  Yeah, it’s foggy sometimes and flipping over the handlebars of your bike when the wheels get stuck