As a general rule, I avoid Rockefeller Center, especially on the weekends. It’s not as much of a cluster fuck as Times Square, but it’s pretty close. I never regretted this until this past weekend, when I discovered there is a Lego Store right by the ice skating rink. There

If you’ve been looking for an excuse to wear sunglasses indoors without looking like a total douche, German restaurant and bar Rolf‘s just might be it. It’s basically like a giant monster ate all of the world’s holiday decorations and threw them up all over this tiny restaurant in an

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

Perhaps you might be familiar with Van Leeuwen because of their ubiquitous trucks at music festivals and on Bedford Avenue during the summer. Perhaps you didn’t know, however, that they have a permanent location in Greenpoint, very close to the Nassau G stop and Bedford L stop. Maybe you also

When I hear terms like “slumming it in the East Village” or “East Village dive” I immediately conjure up images of pretentious blog douchebags who think that because there’s graffiti on the walls that this is a bad part of town oooooooh. Let’ s be real; the East Village has

Fact I just learned about polar bears, from David Attenborough: apparently their sense of smell is so acute that they can detect a baby seal under the ice from a MILE AWAY. That is ridiculous. And I think it means that the Central Park polar bear must be constantly tormented

Just as many other broke-asses out there, I spend a lot of time thinking about how I can save money on presents during the holidays without coming across as the cheap person I am. I usually revert back to the old childhood strategy of making things (“If mom liked a

Before embarking on a recent trip across ye olde pond, I asked pals for cheap eats tips since my budget baller ways must follow me wherever I go. After an overwhelming response to try the same “it’s the best in the world, seriously” falafel joint in Paris, I was considerably

If you’ve never been to the Paramount Theatre, read Christy’s recent post that describes just how rad that place is. It is, by far, my favorite Bay Area venue. I’ve been wanting to do this, and post about it, for years, but I keep forgetting. Thankfully, I was reminded by