Remember all those impassioned posts you made in 2020 about how much Black lives mattered? Remember the protests you attended and the signs you put up in your windows and on your lawns? Well now it’s time to put your actions where you mouth is. In case you missed it,

Beer Week has come and gone as of today but that doesn’t mean I’m not still reeling from all of the fun I had. My favorite event of the entire week is worth the mention. Pinball and Pints at Pacific Pinball Museum was last Sunday, February 19th in Alameda. Your

Do you have a stove and eat avocados? Great! You’re halfway there. Natural dyeing is an activity that is amazingly accessible, and underscores ancient wisdom. The following is a quick primer on the basics and methodology for natural dyeing. It’s meant to pique your curiosity, stir an inner muse, and

Noise Pop, Music and Arts Festival is turning 30 this year, to celebrate it they brought over 160 shows to San Francisco and the East Bay. Here’s a few of our favorite gigs happening from today until the end of the Festival on Sunday, February 26. Thursday Feb 23: Bob

By Reverend Lysol Tony-Romeo I’m proud to announce that Broke-Ass Stuart and I will be debuting a new livestream called Don’t Call It San Fran! It’s a natural combination, a journalist and Mayoral candidate teaming up with a drag queen and Reverend of a David Bowie church. What could be more

I like locally owned joints, with great people, great wine, and a great view doesn’t hurt either.   That’s why we put together the San Francisco Wine Passport every year, so YOU, our fine reader can go to 23 of the best spots to hang in SF, and literally drink it all in without breaking your wallet.

by Don Thompson All day and sometimes into the night, buses and vans pull up to three state-funded medical screening centers near California’s southern border with Mexico. Federal immigration officers unload migrants predominantly from Brazil, Cuba, Colombia, and Peru, most of whom await asylum hearings in the United States. Once

I remember mindlessly scrolling on Facebook when I saw it: an SF Standard article about San Francisco’s ‘Nepo Babies.’ I thought to myself “Ahh, more rich people to hate,” and I clicked on the link. Many of the names and faces were ones I had expected to see. But one