For those seeking something exciting to do this weekend that doesn't involve costumes and candy corn, the Claremont Hotel in Berkeley is throwing a Tango dance weekend extravaganza.
Because man cannot live on domestic wine alone (not even those of us lucky enough to live in the Bay Area) God has given us The Importer. As the ultimate gatekeeper, the importer is responsible for deciding which wine — from the hundreds of thousands produced around the world — end up in your local retail shop and ultimately on your dinner table. This month, Kermit Lynch, one of the very finest importers of French and Italian wines to the US, is celebrating the 40th anniversary of the day he unpacked his first case of wine in his Berkeley storefront.
The heat wave may be over, but the sun still shines on the East Bay. Following are three great spots to enjoy it this weekend:
San Francisco is known around the world as a hub for arts and culture. The East Bay is ... not. But this side of the bridge rocks its own soulful, underground art scene, as evidenced by our three favorite reasons to cross the Bay Bridge this weekend:
Halloween isn’t just for kids. Certainly not in the Bay Area. But the 21 and ups can’t have all the fun right? Mark your calendars because The Coachwhips (one of John Dwyer of Thee Oh Sees’ edgier previous bands before his latest project began evolving in the same direction. Guess it all comes full circle?) and Total Trash Booking have heeded our prayers and added a second “all ages” show to their trans-Bay Halloween Bash. Clearly the popular demand is deafening and the show’s promoters are listening.
The East Bay is huge and spans several worthy cities and towns, but this weekend it's all about Oakland. Head eastward for a great sampling of everything that makes Oakland cool: Fantastic food, cool music, and the great outdoors.
Now that Oakland's biggest festival of all things food, drink and DIY is in its fourth year, most food-conscious types know that Eat Real Fest is a big deal. Proof positive: 150,000 enthusiasts are expected to attend this weekend, starting at 1 pm on Friday and going until the last keg is drained on Sunday at 5 pm. Admission is free, but bring cash for all the vendors, and invest in a pair of elastic waistband pants for maximum benefits. Here now, our guide to the madness.
One of the best things about the East Bay isn't the plentiful parking or the warm temperatures, it's the community. Even the bigger towns of the East Bay–Oakland, Berkeley, Walnut Creek–aren't tourist attractions, they're just places where people live, and those people tend to get out and hang together. Here are three of the best ways to get a dose of East Bay community spirit this weekend:
Every city’s subway has a distinct smell. It’s the first sense that announces to my traveling soul – yes, I’ve arrived.
But you, BART, arguably, do not have a scent as strong as that of New York City, or Boston, or Chicago. Those who debate might trace your aroma to a funky mix of mold, sweat, and the last food illegally consumed on board.
What you do have is a very distinct sound - an alto whistle that crescendos into a muted shrill as you reach maximum speed. This sound is as recognizable as the dank smell of our fellow metro’s transit. To me, BART, it means home.