I talk about Goat Hill Pizza all the time and I’m always surprised that not more people know about it.  Or maybe they’ve heard of it, but have never been.  Or maybe it’s just that most people I know are normal, not insatiable, raging fat-asses like me.  But gluttony is

I hope you’re paying attention because THIS IS IMPORTANT: Today is the last day of San Francisco’s Yelp Drinks Week.  Twenty-five participating bars and restaurants are selling selected drinks for half off.  That’s halfway to FREE.  Get on that shit! Yelp says that these deals are good all day “until

Remember awhile back when Dubious Ranger wrote me a theme song?  Yeah, that was pretty badass.  Well some of the guys from the band have teamed up with another one of my local favorites, Bhi Bhiman to create a band called King Baldwin. Tonight is the release party for their

The only time I’ve ever attempted to make a film/movie/moving picture, was my senior year of college, shooting a fake condom commercial for a group project (best class EVER). I spent four hours editing a bunch of overexposed footage and teaching myself how to use iMovie, the whole time cursing

I fucking love San Francisco.  I think it’s impossible to have a bad day in this city.  Sometimes, though, I need to get out for a little R&R.  What I would really like to do on these days is go home and have my mom cook for me while I

Um.  There will be beef jerky here. If, for some inconceivable reason, you need more convincing than that to go to the third installment of the SF Underground Farmers Market on Saturday night, how ’bout I  add pulled pork, fried chicken and andouille sausage gumbo, foccacia, homemade fresh ginger beer, Hawaiian baked

I know Livermore is the new hotness when it comes to wine tasting, but the next two weekends hold another cheap opportunity to get drunk in the countryside and maybe learn ya’ a thing or two about wine in the process. I’m not talking about overpaying for a Barefoot Vineyards

White elephant sales- the ultimate combination of trash and treasure!  Overflowing in possibility for the cash-strapped, collectors and pack rats and a nightmarish trip to the brink of a nervous breakdown for the fastidious and organizationally obsessed- they are as part of the American landscape as tractor pulls and taco