When was the last time you spent an evening with your jaw dropped? With your head sore from laughter while listening to words so offensive you couldn't help but react?
Through it all, Bill's is still there. And the city is still here. And 47 years later I am still here. I think it's time for a burger.
San Francisco Ballet's Don Quixote is an impossible dream come true. As the last program of the 2012 season, this newly designed production is a glorious quest for the ultimately beautiful.
Unless you have teens in your family or work with them in some capacity, it's easy to lose touch with what being a young person is like. This is one reason I try to go to the local Youth Speaks Teen Poetry Slam every year.
It's a good thing this weekend is supposed to be a nice one, because thanks to the demolition of Doyle Drive, we are going to all be trapped in the 49-acre woods for the duration.
It's sad to see Sam Wo's go, but I hope that somewhere out there tonight, a group of cocky kids will find some other greasy table to gather around, push out their chests a bit too much and invisibly check off another rite of passage.
Soprano Dominique Labelle is on a short list of today's truly great vocal interpreters of Baroque Music. This week she appears in San Francisco, Atherton and Berkeley with conductor Nicholas McGegan and the Philharmonia Baroque Orchestra.
If you ever wondered what college would be like in the time of the Greeks, the ThrillPeddlers give you a very funny look at it in Hot Greeks at the Hypnodrome Theatre.
Anatol, a play by Arthur Schnitzler, is receiving a lively, whimsical resurrection at Aurora Theatre in Berkeley.
Bay Area food culture sometimes consists of two teams butting heads: the innovators of nouveau flavors and techniques, and the ingredient purists.
If you're sick and tired of today's rat race, just step right back into 1955. In Maple and Vine, the breezy fantasy that's earning loads of laughs, that's more than a dream. It's a possibility.
Written and performed by the students of Henry M. Gunn High School, Faceoff seeks to explore the intersection of tyranny and resistance. I caught up with Betsy Franco, who coached Gunn's teen writers and actors through the process.
Sure this town ain't perfect, but it's perfectly us, warts and all. So enjoy your Easter weekend of bunnies, baseball and beer. And I will be toasting my dad as the first pitch is thrown... he wouldn't miss it for the world.
The St. Stupid's Day Parade is a San Francisco institution. In case you missed it, here are a few more sights and sounds from this year's parade.