So you’re in midtown. Whoops. Perhaps you need some crazy diamonds, or you’re praying to some pagan god for discount Book of Mormon tickets, or you just took a wrong turn in Hell’s Kitchen. No matter what way you slice it, the homogeneity of the landscape is dulling to the

I run a whole damn lot, which most people would take as a sign that I want to be “healthier.” FALSE. The real reason comes in the shape of a doughnut, tastes like a doughnut, and actually is a doughnut. Specifically, a glorious, otherworldly doughnut from DOUGH. Blood Orange with

Talk about a hidden gem. Kenny’s Trattoria in Williamsburg not only has some brick oven pizza that rivals Motorino’s, but Italian apps and main courses that are tastier than Bamonte’s. Yeah, I said it.  I mean, ambiance-wise, it’s a completely different experience than either of those places– it’s not ultra

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

Usually the words “cheap” and “sushi” do not sit so well together; ending only in feelings of remorse and painful, painful nausea. But Sapporo Haru is not your typical toilet bowl hugging mistake. Sure, the decor is stale and reminiscent of a doctor’s office, but that’s jus cuz they wanna

Considering the name of this blog, I’m taking a stab in the dark and assuming you’re no stranger to the model rooms and big blue bags that accompany a trip to Ikea. In fact, considering your roommates an ass hole and jumped on your bed, breaking the frame, you probably

“Can anybody fiiiiind meeeeee… a sandwiiiiich to looooooove?” This is the question Fredi, a sandwich bar tribute to Freddie Mercury, wants to answer with a big glammy “Yes.” Located near Union Square, I’m pumped to have a new place to nosh beyond free samples from Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods.

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,