Cupcakes, cake, and just pastries in general are certainly having their moment right now. There’s Ace of Cakes and Cake Wrecks, this country’s fetishization of foods knows no bounds. And why not?, everyone loves cake. What’s been elevated to practically an art form, you no longer have to get hitched

It was in middle school when I realized I would never grow beyond my 5 and almost an inch feet status, and accepted a life of jumping up on counters to reach things, wearing heels just to avoid neck pain when holding conversations, and shopping in the kids department for pants. Unfortunately

If you buy one travel book about NYC, it should be Broke Ass Stuart’s. If you buy a second, it should be the Zinester’s Guide to NYC by Ayun Halliday. Broke Ass Stuarts lists just about every decent dive bar in the metro area, while the zinester’s guide encourages people

We all get stuck in midtown. I mean just look at its name… it’s a naturally convenient place to meet up sometimes no matter how much you don’t want to pay $12 for a cocktail or go within 15 minutes of Times Square. Fortunately, The Volstead offers up nice digs

Stop the presses. You know, harking back to a simpler, more innocent and racist time back when people printed things and didn’t blink an eye when both Irish and dogs weren’t allowed somewhere. Well, welcome back, Kotter, because I’m about to unveil one hell of a wormhole in the time/space

Yesterday I posted about Tiffin Wallah, one of less-than-a-handful of places in Murray Hill I’d ever expect to find myself. Cheapskates aren’t too welcome over in the far eastern 30s. In an unprecedented move by fate and fortune, I’m posting about the neighborhood again because the holiest of holies, FREE

It’s Sedaris week in NYC! In case you missed Amy’s reading last Thursday, David Sedaris is reading at Barnes and Noble tonight. But his will involve less crafts and more anthropomorphism. His newest book, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk, is short stories about animals where squirrels and chipmunks go on dates, owls