Those of you who eat meat know that as delicious as chicken, turkey and beef can be, there is only One True Meat. The one that deserves to be called God’s Meat, and that meat is Pork.  This delicious, salty, flavorful nectar of the animal-gods is the main reason why

I’m going to assume most of you skipped the crack of dawn, stampede inducing, celebration of blind consumerism that is Black Friday. But let’s face it, women be shopping, and I am one of those women. Whether I’m up to my ears in credit card debt, I still feel the

Unleash your crazy naughty side and celebrate the trickster spirit of Guede in a special Haitian dance class with phenomenal teacher Julio Jean. Show up dressed in white, purple or black to enhance the experience.

Two Thanksgivings ago, my friend and I blew our loads looking at the filthiest of all broke ass porn: Ads for Black Friday sales. I’d always made the conscious effort to stay in on the day after Thanksgiving. The consumerism and commercialization of the holidays is pretty gross, and high

For most of us, the day after Thanksgiving is totally awesome. It’s a free day off but stuff is open if you need it, it’s a Friday which means good times will be happening at night and in the morning and its the famously significant Black Friday, where shop owners,

The other day, via a G-chat conversation, Ashley and I discovered a place in lower Manhattan called Fraunces Tavern, a 3-story brick restaurant with various dining rooms mainly used for what I can only assume to be Colonial-themed occasions, as it’s a historical landmark, of sorts, as it was a

As the title of this post suggests, Gotham City Lounge is a fucking great bar. It’s cheap. It’s genuinely divey. It’s got a pool table. It’s right under the Central Ave. M train stop (and within walking distance of the Myrtle Ave.-Broadway J stop). It has great atmosphere. This truly