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

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

We cried, we laughed, maybe we even puked a little bit, but we survived another year. If you’re not to busy drowning yourself in Bloody Mary’s, there is plenty of awesome free stuff in our fair city this weekend. After all, do you really want the first face you see

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,

The only shoes I brought home for Christmas were my cowboy boots, and I’m regretting that now that I’m heading back to NYC. They’re not built to be snow shoes, and I’m going to have to wrap my feet in plastic bags when I land. As I’m prepping for the

I am unfortunately not in NYC right now for the shit ton of snow and to punch people who use the word “snowpocalypse,”  but agree that it looks like father winter was super drunk and got carried away with the whole weather thing. I know for a while I’d be

I usually measure my wealth and success in tacos. Like, I’ll buy a disappointing sandwich for $6 and then say, “I could’ve gotten at least three tacos for that.” This week (even though I don’t eat meat), I’m going to start measuring my wealth in chicken wings. Why? Croxley Ales