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Sutter Station: Where No Fucks Are Given
Sutter Station doesn’t give a fuck. In fact it has been steadfastly sitting on Market Street, not giving fucks since 1969. That’s before BART existed, before Tales of the City came out, and before the Beatles broke-up.

Aging Gracelessly: 100 Years of Merchant’s Saloon
Ah, aging. Getting old hits some harder than others. Some mellow out, some get 17 cats and some just go straight crazy. Diving headfirst into the aging process is NO reason for one to stop being a belligerent, loud, shit show. I mean, one only needs to look at Oakland’s

Memories of Weird Nights at Soon to be Closed 21 Club
Apparently the 21 Club is closing. Ain’t that some shit? That is the last bar in the world I would’ve thought would hit the chopping block, mainly because it’s at the corner of “rob someone” and “stab someone”. I wrote about the 21 Club in my book Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide

It’s Always Good Time at the Kingfish
Image Courtesy of OurOakland It’s time for you to make a field trip to the East Bay to check out the Kingfish. (Or, if you already live in the East Bay, see what your area has to offer.) You’ll find it’s worth making the trip across the Bay. The Kingfish

Cici’s Cocktails, A Safe Haven in The Marina
I work at a restaurant that happens to be situated in the Marina; “Happens to be situated” because neither it’s concept, cuisine or clientele are emblematic of said District. It’s a qualification I find myself adding when mentioning my workplace to friends or acquaintances. Part of me wants to be

It’s Always Summer at Summer Place Cocktail Lounge
If you are ever searching for the perfect place to grab a drink on a mid-summer night’s eve – Summer Place Cocktail Lounge is the place to go. Not that there is anything summery about the joint – it has a fireplace, pasty patrons that you can barely see through

Happy Hour and FREE Bites at the Watering Hole
Happy Hour – those two words can make my face light up like a child who just got her first taste of Halloween candy. In other words, I’m a big fan, and thank goodness I live in a city where it’s always Happy Hour somewhere. Sometimes, though, I find myself

Reynold’s Cafe
If you were born and raised in a neighborhood, it would make sense that you would know the neighborhood you grew up in like the back of your hand. That sometimes doesn’t always turn out to be the case. You have places like bars, lounges or adult stores that aren’t