Sometimes I wish I could become unstuck in time, you know in a Vonnegutian sense, and pop back into my own body at different times of my life. I’d love to once again see and feel who I was when I first visited the Gold Cane.

Get your tickets here! You know who loves nachos? Everybody! That’s why I’m teaming up with SoMa StrEat Food Park for the Nacho Typical Festival. This is the festival you’ve been waiting your whole life for. Stay up on all the updates on the FB invite! Get your tickets here! Details: * Each

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY EMPEROR NORTON’S BOOZELAND THE TENDERLOIN’S NEWEST HISTORIC DIVE.  HAPPY HOUR NOON – 7PM Sometimes, you gotta do it. Actually, if you’re in SF, you’re probably doing it a lot. The general consensus seems to be that dating here is…um…arduous…if not down-right shitty sometimes. So when the time comes

We have sold out of the SF Beer Passport, but please sign up for the mailing list so you can be informed on when the next one comes out.   Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore SF than

was there the first night Emperor Norton’s Boozeland opened. In attendance was what amounted to a royal retinue of SF service industry folk. People who’ve been in the trenches, getting San Franciscans drunk and fed for decades

Irish people have it pretty good in America these days, but this was not always the case.  White privilege was not extended to Irish Americans in the US from the mid-1800s to the early 1900s, and Irish people were not considered white people back then — despite their fair complexion.

OFF MENU IS SPONSORED BY BENDER’S BECAUSE THEY ARE BADASS. DROP BY AND MAKE SOME BAD DECISIONS WITH SOME GOOD PEOPLE!   The Irish have a knack for storytelling. And according to my mobster ex-boyfriend, fighting as well. They never give up.  Combined, if they do it right, it’s like a reassuring family.

This originally appeared on Fest300 There’s a photo of me floating around out there that virtually guarantees that I can never run for public office (Note: this was obviously written way before I ran for mayor). In it I’m clearly intoxicated, and wearing Mickey Mouse ears and a pink leotard.