San Francisco Bay Guardian

From the files of our cocktail sniffer Jonathan Beckhardt

Dear Mom,

I am sorry that I only contact you when i need something, but I was wondering if you could send me my whiskey-shoes. I imagine they're on the bottom shelf of my dresser, since I haven't worn them since Jim Holt's barbecue last summer. If you could get them in the mail this week, that would be great, as I need them for next Saturday. Read more »

It's always a grand old, gruesome time visiting Mountain View Cemetery at the dead edges of Oakland. The Bay's most historic burial ground was designed by landscape architect Frederick Law Olmsted, who also had a hand in NYC's Central Park and Yosemite, and encompasses so many generations, grandiose sacrophagi, weird crypts, oddball mausoleums, and intriguing headstones that one's head begins to spin, imagining all the dead people roaming Gold Rush 'Fisco, bunkered down during WW II, forever dying young and leaving a beautiful monument. Read more »

By Molly Freedenberg

The jury’s out on what exactly causes a hangover. Some say it’s dehydration. Others claim there’s something in the alcohol itself that poisons you. I even had a nutritionist once tell me that it’s essentially a large-scale sugar crash (since alcohol is a sugar, it’s like eating nothing but Snickers bars for seven hours and then wondering why you feel like crap the next morning). I don’t know about any of those, but I’d like to add something to the list: our bi-annual FEAST supplement. That’s right. Read more »