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The Prodigal Fried Chicken Returns: Pies N Thighs Reopens
At the rate we praise the pleasures of fried chicken on this site, one would think we all had our own Jazzy motorized scooters we ride around town to accommodate our super size selves. And now the place were my deep fried adventures began, Pies N Thighs has reopened in
the Secret Science Club needs you
I have come to the realization that I am a bit of a geek. Do you ever have that thought? Like when you excitedly bought that used collection of the Boxcar Children (#12 ‘“ 47) from your neighbor’s stoop sale. Or when you watched ‘œanimals-from-different-species-becoming-friends’ You Tube videos until 3am
Sampling: How to Get Through the Day for FREE
1. Food First things first: you need to eat and you need to not spend money doing it. First of all, find out if there are any farmer’s markets at all that are near you. Nearly every single one has samples of tomatoes, cheese, sometimes even the awesome free-range chicken
Tuesday and Wednesday Night Dodgeball
Who doesn’t love the few occasions where you’re allowed to chuck stuff at other people. Since the (gasp) spring-like weather destroyed the chance of snowball fights, it’s time to move on to another sport. Dodgeball anyone? On Tuesday and Wednesday nights, there’s a pick up dodgeball game in a gym
FREE Oscar Viewing Party
Award shows can be a very laboring affair to watch. The Emmys are pretty meh, the MTV awards are a fucking joke but sometimes people show up wearing pasties, and the Grammy’s are just another opportunity for my ears to be assaulted by the Black Eyed Peas. But everyone always
Weekend in a Convent.
I decided to take a theatre workshop a couple of weeks ago which required that I go to upstate New York for four days and three nights. It just so happened that when we pulled in to where we would be staying and workshopping, my colleagues and I realized that
Broke-Ass Porn: Garbage Plates
A few weekends ago, I briefly forgot what vegetables were. My bf and I trekked up to Rochester to visit some friends. Sure, they took us to a public market with stands full of fresh tomatoes, spinach, peppers, apples, etc, but that didn’t match our “when in Rome” philosophy of