With skinny jeans and ironic moustaches abound, Thieves Tavern is a superb watering hole for not only hipsters but all San Franciscans. Honestly, an entire post could be devoted to the Bloody Marys (served with FREE waffles if you so desire) and whiskey selection at this place. Saving that for

So last weekend I went to Oregon for the first time in my life. I know – lame, that I had never been there before and it is just the next state away. But anyways – Oregon basically kicks ass and everything is so freakin’ cheap! Here are five reasons

The Bay Area is, undeniably, the shit; we have bomb-ass food, cool museums, an awesome bar scene — the list goes on. But the weather? Well, it leaves something to be desired (and I’m aware that I hold the minority opinion on this). Coming from the East, the toughest adjustment

The Citrus Club never fails to satisfy your endless craving for noodles in oodles of different types of amazing sauces and styles. This little spot on Haight Street is the perfect place to go alone and stuff your face at the bar, or with a group of indecisive people that

No matter what sports team you like, you are definitely pissing other people off by liking them. I have been heckled on subways, streets and in Whole Foods for wearing my favorite team’s garb in NYC; I have doled it out also. BUT. I have found a magical sports loophole:

Dubstep is that latest music craze that all the young whippersnappers are listening to, right? Contrary to popular belief, it’s not exactly a new development, but given its sudden popularity among acquaintances of mine, I figured they — and you — might want to know about Bass Shelter, The Cellar‘s

Even rotten bananas can learn to be good. Does one rotten banana spoil the whole bunch? Well if you wanna make damn good banana bread, you better hope so. You see, that’s the beauty of banana bread; baking a really tasty loaf is dependent upon your wastefulness. With some commonplace

It’s easy to just think of New York as a series of subway stops. After all, you go underground, everything’s the same, then you’re somewhere else- no real way to connect the larger world. However, despite popular belief, Brooklyn and Queens share a lot of unceremonious borderland. No rivers, waters,