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Wallet-friendly Advice From Your Friendly El Rio Bartender
As a general rule, I feel odd writing about events going on at my place of employment. One because its redundant and two..well, best leave that one alone. Most people that have lived in the city for more than five years or live in the Outer Mission/ Bernal/ Excelsior hoods
FREE Beer, Wine, and The Evolution of God
The words “Evolution” and “God” don’t often go together, but if you read this site enough you know that the words “FREE”, “Beer”, and “Wine” often do. Loyal reader and person of extreme awesomeness Liz Wu has dropped a dime on yet another FREE boozy event. At 8pm on Tuesday,
Jet lag and $1 beers
I just got back last night from 10 days in the Yucatan Peninsula. It was mostly spent reading on white sand beaches in the Mayan Riviera, and truthfully it was Plan B. The original idea was for my lady and I to visit Cuba, smoke some cigars, drink
Broke-Ass Porn: Happy Hour
Once a week we present Broke-Ass Porn. It’s visually stimulating material for the financially impaired. If this shit doesn’t get you going, you’re not as broke as you thought
$1 Oyster Happy Hour on the Waterfront, Mon./Thurs.
When you’ve been in the city long enough, one begins to live in routines, sometimes only frequenting the same neighbourhoods, food joints and bars on a day-to-day basis. Sometimes you need to change things up or entertain someone whose visiting. It goes without saying that, with few exceptions, places like
Fuck the Recession Party Wrap-Up
For all you that didn’t make it to the Fuck the Recession Party, you missed out big time. But no worries, you can still feel like you were there. Just go to the fridge, grab a beer, come back to the computer and turn on some Richie Cunning or Sugar
Free Beer and Artsy Stuff Saturday
The HANG Art Annex is throwing a party on Saturday where you can watch art being made live, while drinking FREE beer. Also, all the art created that day will be sold for $50 per piece. That way those of you who still haven’t decorated your room yet after living
Come to my “Fuck the Recession Party”, I’m buying beer!
This is what it sounds like when I write about myself in third person: Broke-Ass Stuart has been called ‘œAn SF Cult Hero’ (SF Bay Guardian), ‘œBest Local Writer’ (SF Weekly) and “The Chief of Cheap” (Time Out New York) but to those familiar with his work, he’s just ‘œthat douchebag