Baseball has been called “America’s Game,” and for a good reason; no other country has taken the sport to heart like the United States. The definite origins of the sport are hazy; and most likely, humans have been hitting things with sticks competitively since the dawn of time.
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Decades before the sushi bar became popular the oyster bar was the place where Americans bellied up for a taste of raw seafood. The tradition is well represented in San Jose.
San Jose Bike Party organizer Katie Heaney joined Bike Party when the monthly ride was a group made up of barely 100 riders. Since that ride over three years ago, Katie has become Bicycle Information Resource Director and has assisted with planning routes, going on test rides and choosing monthly themes.
The popular “rave” drug ecstasy is crossing over to at-home use, health officials warn, citing a 2010 survey of 1,850 Santa Clara high school students that found that one in four say they have tried ecstasy, or MDMA. But some local scientists who study the effects of psychoactive drugs are calling the county’s epidemic claim a new form of Reefer Madness propaganda.
Cold, wet weather is soup weather. From minestrone to bun bo Hue, San Jose has the soup for you.
Ryan Summers took over ownership of Good Karma Vegan Cafe, a popular location for vegan food in San Jose, almost six years ago and moved the restaurant to its current location on South First Street a few months later.
When a pale, lanky fanboy skips through a downtown crosswalk wearing little else than pointy ears and a fox tail, it can only mean one thing: FurCon has returned to San Jose. The city’s annual hot mess, where thousands of men and some women let their guard down to celebrate fetishism in one of its most colorfully public expressions, FurCon—short for Further Confusion—is a stuffed animal freakfest.
Part of the Twinkies Hostess’ demise may be that its products are so overtly bad that the even the most recalcitrant junk-food consumer probably feels a little sheepish sliding a box of Ho Ho’s to the cash register.
I slurped, chomped and chopsticked my way through 10 Vietnamese restaurants. I found Fremont’s Pho Saigon Pasteur the most worthy of mention in its class: neighborhood noodle-house diner.
A good sandwich can transform sliced bread, meat and cheese into something great: a meal.
