Ok, so you really fucked up this time. Not only did you forget your anniversary, which also happens to fall on her birthday (which you also forgot), but you didn’t close the front door all the way which allowed her cat to run out and get hit by a car.

When I’m having a good day at work, I celebrate with lunch at Ayola. When I’m having a bad day, I eat my feelings at Ayola. In sum, I spend a lot of time at Ayola. Good thing it’s so delicious ‘“ and cheap! The $8.56 lunch special includes a

If you’ve been living in San Francisco for at least the past 20 minutes, you’ve probably already seen half a dozen of Chrome’s signature seatbelt-buckle messenger bags slung over the shoulders of your peers. Like most citizens of Fogtown, Chrome relocated here from out of state (Boulder, CO to be

Some lucky assholes have parents who buy them  Costco memberships just for the hell of it, but I’m not one of those lucky assholes.  Rather, I am a young broke-ass who refuses to pay $100 a year for a membership to anything, even if that membership includes FREE samples and

My favorite new before-work, on-the-go, super cheap breakfast item is the breakfast burrito at Cafe Venue. The regular burrito comes with potatoes, eggs, cheese, salsa, and your choice of chicken, bacon, or ham for $4.25. You can get it with steak for $5.25 and the veggie burrito is only $3.75.

It gets expensive eating out if you work in SOMA; restaurants jack up their prices because there are so many suits around taking their clients to lunch. Sometimes I avoid eating lunch all together just so I don’t feel like I’m getting robbed. But after some choice hot dog food

‘œAre you bummed that there isn’t a San Francisco Street fair that specifically targets your metaphoric internal homo animal designation? Are you sorta chickeny? Fox-curious? Wolflexible? Does hotmusclebear.com leave you lukewarm? Are you a Turkey Vulture? A pigasus? A bearacat?’ So say Walter Gòmez and Mica Sigourney of CHICKENBEAR. Sounding

An old bar closing never ceases to sadden me.  Many of my favourites are now just ghostly vapor in my delirium-addled memory.  Expansion, Ginger’s Trois, 7-11 Club– was it just yesterday we were getting frisky?  The wind cuts through my coat a little quicker now. The House of Shields has