Although my Ohio State “I bleed scarlet and gray maaan” allegiance should keep me from ever so much as walking on the same side of the street of a bar known as my rival Michigan hang-out, I cannot resist the siren call of good nachos. And Professor Thom’s has the

It ain’t easy being a Boston sports fan in this city. Not only have I had to learn to suppress my reflex of shouting “Yankees Suck!” after every touchdown, recovery or awesome wing I eat no matter which sport I’m watching, but have also learned that wearing Boston sports paraphernalia

I played ping pong for the first time a few weeks ago. Coordination and gentleness has never my thing. I hit a ball so hard it went into the balcony level of bleachers at the Y. Then I hit another ball onto the track and had to dodge runners to

The summer really could not have come soon enough in NYC if you ask me.  Part of what is so fucking great about living here is that not only does the city become alive in a whole new way when it gets warm, but there is ALWAYS something new to