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Unleash the Geek: FREE Stargazing at the High Line Every Tuesday
Quasars. Black Holes. Distant planets, extraterrestrial life forms, and Elton John’s “Rocket Man.” Space is some deep shit, so deep that my own astronomical studies ended when I realized that I couldn’t figure out my horoscope by using the Doppler Effect. Nonetheless, astronomy has remained of interest to me, which

Sunday Arts and Crafts at Boat Bar
So after visiting the Brooklyn Tabernacle for the choir, I’m feeling a little frisky. Where to go, where to go? Well, if you walk down Smith Street I know a little cozy nook in the wall called Boat Bar. Boat is everything you need in a good dive. You have

Super Taste Handmade Noodles
There are a zillion cheap noodle shops in Chinatown, and I’ve tried many of them, but one of my all-time favorite starch purveyors is Super Taste on Eldridge Street. This tiny restaurant doesn’t get gold stars for ambience or service, but who pays attention to any of that when there’s

Fix a Broke-Ass Romance with An Almost FREE Creative International Stay-cation
Being broke is so much easier when you’re sharing your poverty with someone else. But pinching pennies doesn’t have to suck the romance out of your relationship. All you need is a good sense of humor and quite an imagination. Here’s one way to spice up your bohemian relationship:

A Broke-Ass That Practices What We Preach
As I sit in the International Bar (thanks to Bobby’s recommendation), I’m staring at a picture of what looks to be Bettie Page. I exchange texts with my sister about the Earthquake that hit Virginia. You know the one everyone on the east coast claims they felt. Public Enemy’s

Parked Food Truck Festival at South Street Seaport
For the 5th year in a row, the ladies of MeanRed Productions are bringing you their mobile-themed epicurean experience, the Parked Food Truck Festival; and this time they’re holding it down in Manhattan. Head down to the South Street Seaport today from 10am to 9pm where you can get lots

New York Living Can Be Annoying
When I envision Boston, I picture every Red Sox fan walking around with a shirt containing this logo. I love New York. I was born and raised here, currently live here and I might die here next week. (Word of advice: stay on a woman’s good side.) Yet the