The TableHopper is an fun email that we look forward to every Tuesday. Since you have to be a tiny nimble thing to gracefully hop on tables, we find this food-and-restaurant-scene newsletter incredibly sexy. Were we to jump on a table, we would look as ridiculous as Tom Cruise on Oprah's couch, and the table would crash under our weight. Lithe we are not. We leave this sport to the playful Marcia Gagliardi, a San......

Last week's two-peat winner, the Guardian: Angry, angry about the Village Voice's buyout of the New Times. Gavin Newsom -- in the pocket of the business community elites? Say it ain't so! Arlene Ackerman, bristling at public review? Say it ain't so! Annalee Newitz went to a Nick Denton party. Cover article: We're talkin' LO, LO, LO, L-O-V-E, LO, LO, LO. (Will Ashlee Simpson ever go away? That song's kinda catchy, though.) That teensy little restaurant on the corner of 18th and Mission, which is now Burmese food. Hey guys, when you roll over "cheap eats" on the homepage, it still says "Dan" Leone.) And hey, the sex columnist moved to the back! (the back of the weekly, that is.) The Metro: Radio radio. Something about a Neolithic goddess. Cover article: The science of pick-up artists. Jerk chicken. The Police tribute band Stung in Redwood City. Hyphy, the West Coast answer to crunk. The Asian Excellence Awards in Secret Asian Man. Hey, we totally had a good time watching those! C'mon, they were sponsored by XO! ...

Covering the San Francisco Film Festival can make you hungry. Just ask Meredith Brody! On second thought... But where to go when there was no sponsored vittles in the hospitality lounge? Critics can not live on beer and cheesecake alone! Okay, maybe Roger Ebert did for a few decades, but even he had to give up the lifestyle eventually. After whining about how hard it was to find good, cheap eats in the Western......

We have been jumping up and down since one of our favorite food writers, heck, our favorite one, Dan Leone, Cheap Eats Guy at the Guardian agreed to do an interview with Gastronomique. Disclosure: we are total fan. We have read him punctually every Wednesday since, like, 1998 and time and again, even though we knew he was going to order the chicken and eschew the mayo, he has surprised us with his goofy-yet-poetic......

Covering the SFIFF this week, we've spent a lot of time in the Fillmore and in the Castro -- two places that are notoriously hard to get stuffed in for less than ten bucks. We should qualify that. We don't know if it's the Noe Valley effect that's inflating prices at shops around the Castro theater, Pat Robertson's theories about DINKs, or curious foreign tourists with their super-strong currencies that make it nearly impossible......

Where a "big hungry boy," recently unemployed, searches for filling, nutritious and delicious vittles across the Bay Area. We live in the Mission, which is pretty much ground zero for cheap eats. If the terrorists/communists/homosexuals/bloggers/what-have-you wanted to imperil the ability for the cash-poor and culture-rich to feed and reproduce, we figure they'd place their suitcase nuke at approximately 20th and Folsom. Because if you go half a mile from there in any direction and......

SFist interviews Ross Hog...

Herb Caen, SFist's idol and mentor, called us (in a play on President Taft's quote) "The City that Knows Chow." And how. In San Francisco most of the food press arrives on SFist's doorstep on Wednesday. The Chron, The Weekly, The Bay Guardian - first, second and third helpings of food in print. Why do we obsess? I'm not sure. But the eats around here are the best....