Booze

10 Places to Get Free Food During Happy Hour in NYC
When I die, if there’s such thing as heaven, it’s gonna be appetizer hour all day long. I love getting to eat tons of little bites, that way I don’t have to just settle on one thing. Free food at happy hour is the closest thing we can get to

What it was Like Being a Broke Artist in SF Back in the Day
In The City That Was, Bohemian Archivist P Segal tells a weekly story of what you all missed: the days when artists, writers, musicians, and unemployed visionaries were playing hard in the city’s streets and paying the rent working part time.

My Phone’s Dead, I’m Lost, Drunk, and Dead Broke: Your Guide to Getting Home in NYC
As I regained awareness of my surroundings (ahem…coming out of a blackout), I realized I was stumbling out of one of the Lower East Side’s ubiquitous filthy houses of debauch. The night had been a resounding failure. No one enjoyed my humor, the opposite sex somehow found me unappealing, and

Local Legend of the Week: Burning Man Founder & Host to The SF Cacophony Society, P Segal
We here at BrokeAssStuart.com like to show love to the people who make cities like San Francisco and New York special. That’s why we’ve begun doing a new series called Local Legend of the Week. This is our chance to hip you to some of the strange, brilliant, and unique folks

Organ Grind: A South American Food Journal, Part 11, Buenos Aires is Red Meat + Red Wine in Large Plastic Bottles
San Telmo’s Parrilla de Freddy Buenos Aires, by most accounts, is a city. Those accounts also attach various adjectives to it such as world-class, cosmopolitan, even Argentinian. One of the many criteria that I petulantly demand a city check off its scan-tron test sheet is the presence of a set

Broke-Ass of the Week: The Bitchy Waiter
Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.

Why Bernal is the New Mission
As the Marina-esque gentrification gradually extends south from Lombard to Valencia, the usual watering holes of the service industry professional have been polluted by the bridge and tunnel crowd that now, more then ever, frequent the Mission. Many of the safe havens and bolt-holes with no line to the bathrooms/bar/venue

A Cute Cartoon About the Time I Almost Got Murdered by a Bar Bouncer
The very talented Mike Force did all the layout out and design for my three books (Kenny Liu did the cover for the first two). One day he and I had a great idea: to turn one of my many crazy stories in a cartoon. So that’s just what he