Melissa Eisenberg

The dating feedback loop — Part 2

After my first post about the dating feedback loop, I wanted to…

The dating feedback loop

There are no available men here. According to every single girlfriend I…

‘South of Market: The Musical’ hits close to home

Tucked away in the deep Mission/Potrero — whatever you call it —…

Fasting from technology

So, I finally did it. After weeks of writing about it, I…

‘What do you do?’ … Questioning the questions

A million thoughts start racing through my brain. I am completely and…

Anti-social media code

As I write this, I can’t help but switch back and forth…

Being addicted in The City

Almost one year ago, I lost one of my best friends to…

What you can learn while waiting outside for the iPhone 7

Just to be clear: I have no desire to get an iPhone…

In S.F., we’re either hitting the jackpot or losing it all

As the cards got dealt, I sat on the sidelines watching my…

Pulling the plug on tech

In the places we think people unplug from tech, whether wifi-free coffee…

Dispelling fear in an age of uncertainty

I was once told that the opposite of fear is love. Truthfully,…

Gentrification heartbreak in San Francisco

Every time I walk up to the Lower Haight, my heart hurts…

Not the same old San Francisco

We all know about the massive exodus of S.F. natives fleeing the…

Feeling the burn(out)

There have been times in my career where I could barely function.…

Growing up in Neverland

I didn’t grow up here. I hail all the way from Ohio,…

With great privilege comes no accountability

Remember what it felt like to be put in time out? The…

Let’s be honest about our tech industry privilege

Thank god I haven’t had to worry about where I am getting…

Silicon Valley realness, for reals

Sipping my zin’ on cheat day, I sit down to watch the…

Hi, my name is San Francisco, and I am an alcoholic

We like to drink copiously. I have never lived in a city…

Escape the room: Building offline community

Here’s a harsh reality of our current culture: I never have to…