Halu Izakaya The confluence of Beatlemania and crispy chicken skin is unlikely.  But it does exist, this union between sizzling fowlic (an adjective I was forced out of necessity  to create) epidermis and all things related to the well-known Liverpudlian quartet; it’s called Halu, located in the Inner Richmond. For those

The acronym BYOB predates the millennial generation but is perhaps the quintessential millennial concept. Not kids and not really adults, no longer satisfied with getting drunk at home on cheap booze but not holding down the type of job that affords frequent dinners with $50 bottles of wine. The BYOB

This amazing drawing that sums up SF’s tourists perfectly comes from Townme.com Lets face it — you’ve wanted to go there. You’ve wanted to have your cake and eat it too. There was never a moment where you thought maybe, just maybe, it might be totally exciting to get it

Birthday parties, so I’m told, come only once a year.  I took his/her advice and helped a co-worker celebrate his natal anniversary, and he had the good sense and connections to take us all to a spot in Oakland with a promising sobriquet.  People call it “The Porno Bar” because

The rest of Australia can’t understand Adelaide.

We’re just too weird.

    Today seems like one of those Thirsty Thursdays. You know, when you’re already looking forward to happy hour before you’ve even had your first cup of coffee. Well – tonight you are in luck! Head over to Cafe Prague in the Financial District after work for the second

Have you heard this yet? Always good to hear new music from a great San Francisco band, and a rare treat to see it accompanied by equally great animation (done by Murder Doll House). Social Studies has been described as having an “arch take on modernist pop.” I prefer lead

  Howdy, brokesters… apologies for the lack of TBC musings as of late. Happy new year and shit. If you follow me on Twitter/are stalking me in real life, you know that I spent the holiday season getting blotto in my beloved home state of Wisconsin. Yes, America’s darling Dairyland.