Even rotten bananas can learn to be good. Does one rotten banana spoil the whole bunch? Well if you wanna make damn good banana bread, you better hope so. You see, that’s the beauty of banana bread; baking a really tasty loaf is dependent upon your wastefulness. With some commonplace

  On my way to work this morning, my carpool stopped at Cherry Blossom Bakery on Clement. Welcome to Heaven is what the place should be called. I think the quote of the day came from my roommate, Celise, when she said with a wide-eyed grin, “I never thought I

As I grow older and appreciate things like concert venues with seats and using a cold as an excuse to stay in on a Friday night, I find myself craving drinks beyond those that will get me black out drunk. Just kidding! But I understand that there are some folks

Image courtesy blog.daydesigndecor.com Does anyone else remember “fuck tabs,” or is it just me? You know, the little tabs on soda cans that high-school kids use as sexual currency? Well, if you were/are of the more slatternly persuasion, or if you just want something to show for finishing off all

Ah, summer. Specifically, ah, summer concerts. You’ve long recognized that to stage outdoors for money requires you to go in the red on security, so you just raised your hands and said “fuck it, everybody’s invited.” And bless you for it. Now these summer shows get to be venues for

It’s been my lifelong dream to be in a Michael Jackson video. Ergo, my life was pretty much over in late June 2009. However, here’s a chance for me — and you, if you’re similarly awesome — to renew my purpose on this earth: Bay Area Flash Mob is putting

Kelly Malone is a BrokeAssStuart.com VIP. A fearless entrepreneur and champion of the DIY movement, Kelly is the wizard behind SF’s premiere craft fair, Indie Mart, and SF’s favorite DIY hub, Workshop. Tonight the Independent hosts Kelly Malone vs. The “C” Word, a benefit show to help Kelly raise funds

If you’re anything like my roommate and I, you derive pleasure from nonsensically mocking olds reading signs and/or just the existence of the particularly hilarious signs and graffitti tags abound in NYC. That’s right– reading signs.  It sounds way too simple to make any sense. But, the thing is you