While I don’t ever celebrate someone going out of business, the closed-down garage has been a great boon for alcoholics and art enthusiasts everywhere. Numerous galleries, performance spaces, bars, and restaurants have sprung up from where once upon a time you got your muffler checked. The great advantage to these

You find yourself in Madison Square Park. Look, there’s the Flatiron building! How iconic, right? The park is in bloom, the water fountains are on, and how isn’t it just pastoral. Suddenly you get a strong whiff or beef and impatience, you hear buzzers and a chorus of tapping feet,

At this point, your home bar should be nearing completion. You’ve likely dropped a month’s burrito money on stocking your shelves with the booze, the tools, and the other essentials, but it’d be a crime for me to turn you loose now. This week, we’re going to chat about getting

I don’t often hit up sports bars. Not because I don’t care about sports, mind you, but I don’t always have the desire to watch a game unfold due to the usual ineptitude of NY teams. Frankly, I don’t need to watch the Knicks/Jets/Giants/Mets/yes, even the Yankees crash and burn

Unfortunately my wine tasting palette is limited to the descriptors “winalicious” and “alcoholey”–aka don’t take me to nice things–but for some reason I can lay down like a motherf*cker when it comes to beer. Which is why I am obsessed with the weekly tastings at Jimmy’s No. 43. For $10,

If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. It’s what mama always said, along with “hold doors open” and “always carry an extra sidearm.” Unfortunately, as we all strive for reinvention in this ever-swirling snafu known as life, sometimes we get a change we don’t need for the simple sake of

Allow me a second to pour on some haterade. Yelp provides a good basic service at its core, but it leads to abuses of power that drown out any actual establishments voice in its own reputation. Frankly, any star system seems pretty petty when trying to objectify an opinion, and

Bar food is always a conundrum. What was once a simple bowl of salted nuts has mutated into a demand for organic avocados and lightly-fried esoterica. It can be delicious, granted, but in a go-for-broke gimmick bar scene like the one that permeates Williamsburg it can be overwrought when all