the happy peasant


Sweet Sweet Abilene

Abilene, my temptress.  Every time I have something […]

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Black Sheep Pub

Right now, I'm sitting at Black Sheep, drinking a surprisingly decent three-dollar glass of wine while five other two-person groups/couples (still trying to figure out if the

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FREE Reading by Flannery O’Connor Award Winners Tonight at KGB Bar

There's something delightfully awkward about mixing bars and literature, as I learned from last week's event— the reading at Franklin Park by Electric Literature authors. Upon


A Dollar More for Dignity: Bianca

To sustain any healthy relationship you have to pump love, commitment and money - lots of fucking money.  I incessantly go beyond my means when


Happy Hour at Botanica

Botanica is a safe haven.  There's no better way to describe it.  It sits like a bomb shelter on the south side of smoky


Broke-Ass Sandwiches: Saigon Vietnamese Sandwich Deli

There are goddamn sandwiches everywhere in NYC.  Each bodega has their own interpretation of what a sandwich is.  My bodega seems to think a sandwich is slimy


Why Your Broke-Ass Needs a MoMA Membership

I know you're probably having your third serving of ramen this week and laughing at the title of this article because your broke-ass and "museum membership"

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It All Happened at Great N.Y. Noodletown

Any seasoned broke-ass New Yorker will tell you that Chinatown is the place to save the bank.  That's easy.  Go to Chinatown.  And then what?


A Dollar More for Dignity: Post Office

Within a week of moving to New York, I was dead-broke  (I had a little credit but not much).  My new friendly coworkers