happy hour
The Return of Stone Street
I don’t know too many people who hang out in the Financial District unless they work there or like to have their drinking subsidized by horny bankers. But amidst all the dirty money, high-rises, and the tourist-choked South Street Seaport, lies one of the oldest streets in New York, Stone
Don’t Spend Diddly This Tax Day – And Still Have a Good Time in New York
Call me unAmerican, but I’m tired of handing over my hard-earned cash to the government so it can make my financial decisions. As a new small-business owner, this is the first year since I started working way back in the mid- to late-1990s that I haven’t received some kind of
Hops and Hollywood: Bar Movie Nights
Who doesn’t like free entertainment? One of my favorite things about New York in the summer is all the free outdoor movie screenings scattered around the city. While the projectors won’t get fired up until June, there’s plenty of opportunities to see some free flicks and get tipsy on a
The Lounge at Dixon Place: Cheap Booze, Free Live Music!
An exciting new spot for broke-asses has turned up on the Lower East Side. The Lounge at Dixon Place is now open for business and celebrating its upcoming grand opening with free music nights and a special party. The official grand opening on Thursday, April 8th, will feature music by
(Pretty) Girls and Technological Activism
(Pretty) Girls and Lasers, the electro duo everyone seems to be whispering about, is moving their monthly party to Happy Ending, and the LES couldn’t be more ecstatic. The boys will be in the DJ booth all night long, starting at 10pm, and from 11-midnight, there will be an Open
Baked Good Happy Hour at Eleni's
Back in the day, the Chelsea Street Market was a Nabisco factory. The building no longer cranks out Nilla Wafers, Oreos, FIg Newtons, or any other officially trademarked boxed cookies, but it’s one of my favorite places in the city to go stare at stuff. The stores are full of
Blow Off Some Steam: Go Bowling for FREE
As a zen-like way of letting out some rage, my roommate and I took turns throwing an avocado into the air and trying to slice it with a saw. Then he taped a target to the bathroom door, and we spent a half an hour shooting our staple guns at