Once a week we present Broke-Ass Porn. It’s visually stimulating material for the financially impaired. If this shit doesn’t get you going, you’re not as broke as you thought.

My favorite new before-work, on-the-go, super cheap breakfast item is the breakfast burrito at Cafe Venue. The regular burrito comes with potatoes, eggs, cheese, salsa, and your choice of chicken, bacon, or ham for $4.25. You can get it with steak for $5.25 and the veggie burrito is only $3.75.

Following hot on the heels of Polina’s air-tight Do Not Buy Tupperware post, we’d like to highlight several other kitchen items that are just not necessary for you to spend money on. These are the sorts of kitchen gadgets that every urban Foodster (That’s: Foodie + Hipster, I guess) thinks

I totally respect anyone who decides to name a bar after themselves, and the self-named bars are almost always the best. Jimmy’s Corner in Manhattan, Sharlene’s in Prospect Heights, and now there’s Matt Torrey’s in Williamsburg. Not that you can see the name on the building. It’s only marking is

How many times have you been sitting around in your apartment watching reruns of “Intervention” on that shitty Ikea couch that your roommate broke (yes, broke) who knows how many years ago, but has never fixed and thought, “You know, I love watching this guy ruin his life by smoking

Look, I’m not a selfish person. I don’t ask for much, I pay my taxes, I give the occasional financial pledge to the destitute and homeless, I hold doors open for strangers. I do good things. So grant me your understanding and spare me your judgment when I tell you

Some people can go ahead and buy new pants when they need them. In my sad budget, I have to actually put money aside for a purchase of this magnitude, in minuscule, bi-weekly increments. Weeks later, when I have almost amassed enough, I invariably fuck it all up by deciding,