Slideshow and Tell There is no outlet like show and tell in the adult world. In elementary school, you got your five minutes a week to get your classmates excited about the shell you found on the beach, and you’d get to hear about their new pet kittens or robot

Ever notice how all the free events you’d love to see are all offered in the middle of the day? I know not everyone has to do the ol 9-5, but in my head everyone is out frolicking in the streets going to museums, and happy hours that start at

Anyone remember Chumley’s?  This restored 1920s speakeasy-turned-restaurant/bar was described in New York Magazine as ‘œcluttered with dog-eared photos of famous writers and the jackets of their most influential tomes’ It’s not hard to imagine Hemingway and Fitzgerald bickering in a back corner over a few too many whiskeys.’  With a

Everyone on the West Coast (if any of them are reading this) is just gonna hate, but I can’t help it.  I was born in New York City and lived for 28 years within spitting distance of place which gives you an idea of what kind of Mexican food I

While Bushwick Book Club combines bitchin’ music with works of literature, the Inbred Hybrid Collective’s book club multiplies the sexiness of reading times five. Their Burlesque Book Clubs feature local artists and performers in shows about a piece of literature. They’re starting the year with The Curious Sofa, Edward Gorey’s

I grew up with a Greek step-family.  Despite the many years of being in close proximity to Greeks, I am still markedly not ‘˜one of them’.  I have a Papou but no grasp of the language.  I drink Ouzo in Astoria but can’t shake my thing like a bellydancer.  I

People have many opinions about those “crazy kids” living in the hipster hotbed that is Bushwick. They turn dumpsters into swimming pools, try to secede, and throw riotous parties in their DIY music spaces. Cynicism aside, these kids know how to work with what they got and put together huge

When I got married, my husband and I celebrated our union with a honeymoon trip to Italy. I made sure our voyage included many clichéd romantic moments’candlelight dinners, wine tours and er’um’an audience with the Pope.   In an effort to relive those magical moments, my husband and I happened upon