San Francisco

1914 Fillmore St, near Pine; Fillmore; 415.437.2722

This second Woodhouse is breezy and rustic, with high pressed-tin ceilings, clusters o' two-tops, a big marble L-bar, and oceanic kitsch that includes mounted fish and a gold-framed flatscreen that plays boating vids; all the fishy goodness you want's on the menu, including fried Ipswich clam rolls, cioppino, and crispy Monterey calamari. The catch? They're lunch only 'til the liquor license goes through. Also, all the food!

The Bay's best liquor-and-more store's now slingin' its wares online: everything from the rarest whisk(e)ys (Glenrothes '75 single malt, Tomintoul 27 year, etc), to the choicest tequilas/vodkas/absinthes, to Rösle/Alessi barwear, to books on mixology, cocktail lore, and a bounty of other subjects that couldn't possibly be on the Internet. For free.

At Upper Playground; 220 Fillmore St, near Haight; Lower Haight; 415.861.1960

UP's dropped a series of sweatshirts seriously classed-up with grown-ass-man fabrics, including Hobbs Corduroy, Windsor Birdseye Tweed, and York Pinstripe Herringbone. Each gets plush satin-charmeuse lining, slick lapel art, and suit-style breast and waist pockets, to plunge your tightly clenched fists into when Dad says that all charmeuse aside, you still look like a punk with that haircut.

2-6pm on Sun the 12th ($30), at 1145 Folsom St, near 7th; SOMA

Hit SOMA's favorite hunting lodge on Easter Sunday for a feast of grilled coriander-/ancho-marinated bunnies and smoked hams, prepared by grill masters Ryan Farr and Taylor Boetticher (of Fatted Calf), respectively. There'll be plenty of sides (beans, potato salad, etc), Farr's bacon/chocolate/peanut butter brownies, plus all the seasonal harvest brew as you can drink before the keg's kicked -- and no matter how hard you believe, it won't be resurrected, because religion is fake.

Get pumped for the season with this old-school footage of a certain high-pitched young lad named Will Clark flipping his sh*t after the Gs clinched the West in '87. Good luck ever rocking this hard, Travis Ishikawa.