Spring is coming, and after spring comes summer, and that means you will be starting to hit up parks in NYC. A whole list of posts could be devoted to the ongoing entertainment programs you can expect from each concrete and dirt patch we call “parks” in this city, but

Oh Kenka…Kenka…Kenka…Kenka. You are one of the weirdest fucking places I’ve ever eaten in my entire life and for that, I salute you. I’m literally sitting here in front of my computer trying to find the proper words with which to describe you and the only thing that keeps popping

If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. If it is broke, it’s probably cool to hang on the walls. Those truisms are two similar and equally important pieces to the dive bar mythos. From complex themes and stuffy, plush seating, even the “dive” bars of New York can be a

Sure, why not? Apparently March 1st is National Pancake Day. I mean, whatever. Where do these holidays come from? Are they sanctioned by any sort of higher power that has to weight the historical significance of this day over all others to celebrate flapjacks? What were waffles up to on

Yes, yes, yes, the speakeasy fad of bars is on its waning days, thank goodness. I prefer to barely remember my name when I go drinking, much less have to drum up a password. Now that the hype is done all that remains of the mildly secret watering holes are

Some establishments feel like they never opened, per se, but rather grew naturally from the ground and people just started showing up. The walls are old, the taps well worn, and the crowd is consistent. If you’re lucky they have enough character to offer something special, like warm drinks on

Despite the cooler-than-cool loft parties and the rampant amounts of tacos, Bushwick still has yet to reach the simple livability that can be found in other spots of Brooklyn. Many of the storefronts are relegated to tiny little alcoves and they can be few and far between. While coffee has