Wine
How To Avoid Getting Caught With An Open Bottle In Public
Disclaimer: Under the laws of the state of New York, it is against the law to possess or consume an open bottle of alcohol in a public area. Mr. Minimum Wage is not promoting or encouraging the act of drinking alcohol in public areas, outside of your home or a
NYC vs. OC – Round 2 (Nightlife Edition)
Last week I briefly discussed a few reasons why I have found the great city of New York to be superior to the whitebread County of Orange. But last weekend I had beers with a kid I know who is moving back behind the Orange Curtain after being in NYC
Smart Wine-Shopping at Harlem Vintage
‘Tis the season of endless parties – it’s not even Decemeber, yet, and I already have three holiday celebrations, two birthday parties, and one housewarming to attend – and it’s expected that I bring some refreshments to all of them. I keep my busy, booze-filled schedule affordable by going to
Drinking Wine In Brooklyn: Jeremy Adona Reveals All (and more)!
Jeremy Adona is just the type of man you want to meet when navigating Brooklyn, especially when wine is concerned. He used to work at Artisanal Fromagerie and Bistro as well as one of Brooklyn’s best wine shops, Dandelion Wine, studied at the American Sommelier Association, and is now a
Bring Wine and Get Cozy at Tartine in the West Village
BYOB makes everything more fun. Not just because you will inevitably and very easily get drunk, but because it lightens up the whole dining experience. Appetizers are suddenly possible! Dessert? Why the heck not! They’re the same price as the glass of wine you didn’t have to pay for (and
City Winery Wants to Get you Drunk and Show you a Nice Time
Unless I accidentally sit in the wrong seat, it is unusual for me to walk into a bar and find three glasses of nice wine waiting for me on my table. Especially at a swanky spot, complete with prerequisite swanky spot twinkly lights. But this happened to me at City
Beco: A Non-Cheesy Brazilian Alternative
I’m not sure if it’s because of all those terrible Brazilian restaurants in Midtown, but for some reason, whenever anyone mentions anything about going to a Brazilian restaurant, I’ll just assume it’s going to be incredibly meat-heavy, Pan-South American (as opposed to actually Brazilian), neon-lighted, and generally horrible. UNTIL NOW.