In the United States (and most of the world), Mardi Gras celebrates Fat Tuesday, the day before the fasting period of Lent begins, when gluttony and over-indulgence are encouraged and celebrated in the streets with colorful beads and costumes—we're looking at you, New Orleans. In Australia, however, Mardi Gras happens closer to Easter, doesn't involve enormous amounts of food, and doesn't even take place on a Tuesday. Confused? So were we.
There's something about masala chai that just warms our hearts, and we can't think of a better blend than the spiced goodness being served at Oakland's Juhu Beach Club. Now you can get the same feeling at home with the JBC official recipe. Feel free to add bourbon or dark rum for a treat!
Two weeks ago, I decided to leave the hustle, bustle, and turmoil of the Super Bowl-ridden Bay Area behind and treat myself to a luxurious 36 hours in the Monterey Peninsula. If you're also in need of a short, but glorious, break then follow these simple guidelines to relaxing in style.
While seemingly out of the way for Oakland residents who spend their time drinking greyhounds in Uptown or making laps around Lake Merritt, a newly revamped Jack London Square is brimming with ways to spend a delightful weekend on the water. From a morning spent kayaking in the harbor, to fresh oysters for lunch, to a glass of wine and a movie overlooking the bay, Jack London Square is the closest you can get to a beachy vacation within walking distance of a BART station.
In 1925, in his shop on Rue de Bondy in the western outskirts of Paris, budding entrepreneur Joseph Smutek began making quality raincoats that were meant to last for generations. His business enjoyed 15 years of success before the 1940 Nazi invasion forced the Jewish craftsman and his sons to flee France and immigrate to the United States, shuttering their business forever. Seventy-five years later, Smutek's great-grandson, Daniel Smith, is reviving the brand in San Francisco.
Oakland Photographer Brittani Sensabaugh Captures Portraits of Life in America's Most Dangerous Neighborhoods
I had known Brittani Sensabaugh for less than two minutes before she started crying. It was last Thursday morning at a well known cafe in Uptown Oakland. We had just sat down over mugs of hot chocolate, when she pointed out to me that we were the only two "melanin people" (her term for people of color) in the room. Then, in walked a young black man wearing a T-shirt emblazoned with the words “Unarmed Citizen.” Cue the water works.
It's been almost 15 years since the heady smell of barbecue permeated San Francisco’s Fillmore District, and reviving the delicious tradition was no easy task. It took an entire neighborhood.
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