There are those that write blogs and those that read blogs. I find that I’m way better at creating content than I am at reading content.

  Why you wasting time outside? Get it! Well, it’s been a long haul and one that often did not look promising, but a city tradition has returned. The Eagle is back, and with it the Sunday beer bust. Although it was always year round, the beer bust returning at the

Before I even had much sense of what oral sex was (“it’s when you say naughty things into someone else’s ear,” my fellow 6th grader assured me), I knew that going down on a girl was something very unpleasant, something that smelled like fish (turns out Chicken of the Sea is

  Beer and soup dumplings What is it about the Shanghai soup dumpling that impels the restauranteur to affix the name “King” or “Kingdom” somewhere in the title of his establishment dispensing of said delicacy? There IS a certain regal bearing to the soup dumpling, similar, you might imagine, to

Hello my young, broke and beautiful “friends,” would you like to join me for a party? It spans 7 days, has 52 shows, tons of bands, and hundreds of hours of enjoyment.

Irving Street Cafe I have a fondness for diners, especially ones situated in working/middle class neighborhoods with a self-contained quality.  These diners aren’t self-consciously retro or ironic, they just ARE.  I’ve previously made mention of a few diners here among the cyber-folds of Broke-Ass Stuart’s Goddamn Website (Art’s Cafe and