Bottomless brunch

San Francisco Like a Local: By the People Who Call It Home
by Dk Eyewitness
Published 5 Apr 2023

Gay gals might just find themselves heading down that road at UHAUL, a party at Jolene’s Bar every Friday for girls who love girls. The crowd here is always cool and down to dirty-dance: keep some singles in your pocket for the ladies busting moves on the bar. Trans, nonbinary, and questioning friends are welcome, too. » Don’t leave without making a date to come back on the weekend for Jolene’s bottomless brunch. g LGBTQ+ Scene g Contents Google Map THE MIX Map 2; 4086 18th Street, The Castro; ///print.shows.silent; www.thesfmix.com The sign outside says “Neighborhood Bar” and that’s exactly what you get here. It’s about as low-key as can be: no parties or DJs, no puppy masks or drag queens, just a relaxed, no-attitude place to mingle and sip dirt-cheap drinks.

San Francisco Like a Local
by DK Eyewitness
Published 4 Oct 2021

Gay gals might just find themselves heading down that road at UHAUL, a party at Jolene’s Bar every Friday for girls who love girls. The crowd here is cool, diverse, and down to dirty-dance: keep some singles in your back pocket for the ladies busting moves on the bar. Trans, non-binary, and questioning friends are welcome, too. » Don’t leave without making a date to come back on the weekend for Jolene’s bottomless brunch. g LGBTQ+ Scene g Contents Google Map THE MIX Map 2; 4086 18th Street, The Castro; ///print.shows.silent; 415-431-8616 The sign outside says “Neighborhood Bar” and that’s exactly what you get here. It’s about as low-key as can be: no parties or DJs, no puppy masks or drag queens, just a relaxed, no-attitude place to mingle and sip dirt-cheap drinks.

Dublin Like a Local
by Dk Eyewitness

It’s all a lot of fun, though, where the only sounds that stand a chance of ousting your vocals is all the laughter. g Karaoke Joints g Contents Google Map WIGWAM Map 3; 54 Middle Abbey Street, North City; ///rush.games.energy; www.wigwamdublin.com Saturday afternoons at bar/restaurant Wigwam always seem to go the same way: groups of girlfriends filter in for bottomless brunch, prosecco flows freely, and before you know it, the halloumi fries are all gone and you’re making your way downstairs to the colourful karaoke den. Competition heats up between the solo singer doing a sassy Lizzo cover and the chosen five who’ve finally decided which Spice Girl they are, but it’s all in the name of fun.

You Can't Touch My Hair: And Other Things I Still Have to Explain
by Phoebe Robinson
Published 3 Oct 2016

Now, don’t panic. Remain calm. Seek medical attention immediately, but if you’re not near a hospital, this simple at-home remedy always does the trick: Say “Don’t You Legend of Bagger Vance Me” three times and you’ll be transported to your safe space. In case you were wondering what mine is, it’s bottomless brunch. Literally at any restaurant. Doesn’t matter. All that’s important is that when I say this phrase, I open my eyes, and I’m sitting across from a Helen, two Gails, and a Denise, getting day drunk. Once at your desired safe space, make a George Washington Carver shrine, which is just stacks of Jif jars and lit peanut butter–scented Glade candles, and ask for serenity.