“I really like this city,” Camille says as she, Kayla, and I sit in our kitchen eating Brussels sprouts and bacon. It’s Camille’s last night in San Francisco after spending a week with us. Camille and I met 13 years ago in a hostel in Galway, Ireland. I was working

“Gas Station Chicken! Gas Station Chicken!” That’s what my friends and I chanted as we left a backyard Mission District day party to make an important stop before heading to the next bash. We planned on bringing a very special treat: “Gas Station Chicken! Gas Station Chicken!” It’s hard to

Atmospheric Spotify By Vanessa Gil, Arts & Events Editor It’s that Spotify Wrapped time of the year, again. My most played song, you don’t ask? “Okay” by Atmosphere. Check it out, you won’t regret it. And, while you’re at it, give Eureka Sound a listen. They’ve got a great reggae,

Every week I write articles and I do quick scans of recent news involving San Francisco, Oakland and California to see if I can gain enough inspiration to give my opinion on what’s happening in a way that isn’t boring to you, the reader.  I’ve noticed something. Every. Single. Fucking.

I don’t want to badmouth Santa Con because it’s been done to death. We all know a number of bars and restaurants put signs in their windows banning Santa Con’s Jolly Saint Nicks from being Jolly Saint Dicks and we know a ton of locals roll their eyes when they

BY DAVID COPPIN LANEGAN David Coppin Lanegan (@willybillybilliam, @wavesons.band) is a writer and musician. Find his SubStack Jawbone here, and his band Wavesons’ music here.  Mottled blue and white carpet and air pump from the rounded, creme ceiling on the Coast Starlight, the Amtrak Train with service from Seattle to Los Angeles. Visions

Sitting at the English pub the Pig & Whistle on Geary Boulevard, beanie-clad and iron-jawed Chad Baron described the inner workings of conservationist economics to a table of college students. He did it because no one in the group really knew what he meant when he said “degrowth,” a semi-complicated