Jill S.
Nachos! Beer! Sports! At Professor Thom’s
Although my Ohio State “I bleed scarlet and gray maaan” allegiance should keep me from ever so much as walking on the same side of the street of a bar known as my rival Michigan hang-out, I cannot resist the siren call of good nachos. And Professor Thom’s has the
Marry me, Milk Bar
After much thought, I have decided that when I die I would like my casket to be filled with the cereal milk soft serve from Momofuku’s Milk Bar, similar to how the ancient Egyptians were buried with treasures to take with them into the after life. This Corn Flake-flavored goo
Do Good, Dance Good with The Sway Machinery this Saturday
If you like things that are labeled “good,” “music” and/or “fun”, then do I have the thing for you! This Saturday, Brooklyn-based brass and then some outfit The Sway Machinery are gonna make you glad you paused whatever horrible Netflix movie you forgot was in your queue and now you
Meat Sweat Glory at This Little Piggy Had Roast Beef
New York City is a heck of a town. Some say because of its countless cultural offerings or interesting people, I say because it has restaurants entirely devoted to piles of beautiful, brown roast beef. This Little Piggy Had Roast Beef is exactly that restaurant, and for about a year
Get fuzzy with the Muppet Vault
If, like me, you have been known to do things like re-plan a trip itinerary to see a Jim Henson exhibit and then at that exhibit, get scolded very loudly from security several times for taking non-stop photographs, apparently we are not alone. The Muppet Vault is a monthly series
Party Like It’s 1999 Free Tonight
In case you weren’t ballsy enough to sneak into the Bell House’s sold out 90s Prom a couple of weeks ago, now you can don your flannel wears without worry at their free Party Like It’s 1999 dance down tonight. A DJ will spin all your favorite guilty pleasures from
Spice Corner, the next level Bodega
True: I like any place about 3x more than I normally would when there are free samples. But even if the friendly man behind the counter hadn’t offered me a piece of freshly-made Kalakand (a Pakistani sweet made of milk, rose, water and sugar) as soon as I walked in,