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Token up at Brooklyn Brewery
I find it way easier to spend things that represent money than actual money, even though it takes actual money to get the things that represent it. Which is a confusing way of saying I think it’s pretty awesome that Brooklyn Brewery uses wooden tokens as currency for beer, and
Hot Tubbin' Mondays with Kurt and Kristen at Littlefield
Although Kurt Braunohler and Kristen Schaal are famous for more prestigious things–she has been on Flight of the Conchords, Daily Show, Dinner for Schmucks and more, and Kurt has been on um, well, I saw him at a Wolf Parade show once so I know he has really good taste in
Hot Tubbin’ Mondays with Kurt and Kristen at Littlefield
Although Kurt Braunohler and Kristen Schaal are famous for more prestigious things–she has been on Flight of the Conchords, Daily Show, Dinner for Schmucks and more, and Kurt has been on um, well, I saw him at a Wolf Parade show once so I know he has really good taste in
Victory Drinks and Jazz with Search and Restore Tonight
Tonight at Littlefields, the fine folks behind jazz-lover mecca Search and Restore are rewarding you for their hard work (can this happen more often, please?). To celebrate the success of their Kickstarter campaign raising funds to help them document the NYC new jazz scene in film form, they’ve invited some
Cheese-Covered fun at The Levee
I first fell in love with The Levee in the same way I fell in love with watching old re-runs of “Cops”… I couldn’t can’t resist its guaranteed cheap thrills. It doesn’t try too hard, just delivers a large drink selection for wallets big and small, gives us kids some
FREE Rides and Endless Brunch at Bondi Road and Sunburnt Cow
Happy almost 2011! New Year, New You, amirite?!?! I know you’ve got a big long list brewing of all the stuff New You is going to kick ass at next year, like to stop waking up with mystery hickeys and taking cabs to bars. But Bondi Road and Sunburnt Cow are one step ahead of you,
FREE 90s Dance Party Tonight at Bell House
This Christmas, I was forced to finally go through the boxes of my crap taking over my parents’ basement. While rediscovering treasures like a cassette of Wilson Phillips’ “Hold On,” troll key chains, and more chokers than a person should be legally allowed to possess, I was once again the