New York
The Manhattan Inn: Not Actually In Manhattan
If you’re sick of the speakeasy aesthetic, then, The Manhattan Inn is probably not for you. Maybe you just can’t relate to it. Kind of like books, because they’re all like: “One summmahh, when I was vacaaationing with my cousins, I met Rrrrafaelo Rotundo, and he shooowed me how to
Win Tickets to See Kelli Rudick at Littlefield!
For those of you who’ve been following the site for awhile you know how enamored we are with Kelli Rudick. She’s just fucking brilliant. Really, seeing her live is something that changes your view of how the guitar can be played. Most people’s first reaction is, ‘œHoly Moses! Look at that girl’she
Not Friday is FREE Comedy on Mondays
Last week, I was sitting on the train at 1:30am, reading the last chapter of a book by Linda Ellerbee (you may remember her as the host of Nick News). A dude sat down next to me and I could feel him staring at my book. “Can I offer you
The Best Massaman Curry in Williamsburg at Khao Sarn
Even though I order take-out from Khao Sarn pretty much every time I’m hungover, which is often, I do not have a very extensive knowledge of the menu. This is because the deliciousness of their massaman curry has prevented me from ordering anything else, ever. Eventually, maybe before October, I
Help Yourself and Others: Clothes Recycling at the Saturday Greenmarkets
Football is back. Pumpkin beer is on shelves. People are less shiny and uncomfortable-looking. This can only mean that fall is here! Let’s fill our closets with cozy sweaters to celebrate. If you’re like me, seasonal closet cleaning doesn’t have much to do with actually being organized or providing enough
The Last Supper Art Festival & Charity Event
It’s true, broke people aren’t exactly leading the pack in charitable work. Sure you can volunteer, but when it comes to giving back, our pockets are often empty. So when an event comes around that combines art, music, film, booze, and supports a good cause, you can count me in.
Quick Fixes When You’re Mopey in NYC
I love New York. I will never wear one of the t-shirts, but I post on this site multiple times a week to shout about the reasons why I think this city kicks ass. Despite my infatuation with it, it’s a tricky place to be when you’re in a mopey
Tonight – Don’t Touch Me There (Again!)
We here at Broke-Ass Stuart have featured Don’t Touch Me There a whopping total of five times over the past year. This offers up a number of possible explanations. It is, for example, possible that BAS, conscious connoisseur of all things comedic and sharp, sees a certain artistic strength and emotional maturity in