Sushi pizza, sushi breakfast, sushi donuts, and a restaurant that serves sushi in a cup is the natural evolution of this newly minted hell we have found ourselves in.

I moved to New York from the Bay Area last year, and basically since I arrived people have not stopped reminding me how little I know about living here. Nearly every week I am given an unprompted lesson in how ignorant I am to the best bars or restaurants, or

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

People move to New York for a lot of reasons. Work, curiosity, boredom, a burning desire to be the best damn subway mime in the fucking country… all sorts of things call out to people. For me, one of the things that drew me here was that I generally feel

I know 2016 just died, but I still feel like bitching about shit dying. So hey, why not kick that horse corpse one last time! We are facing a huge bummer here in Brooklyn; forced to mourn an establishment that was both a cultural and historical tribute to death. No

Sometimes everyone needs a little creative push. The right atmosphere can be the difference between your biggest accomplishment or your worst failure. These Brooklyn coffee shops will be sure to make you take the plunge, providing that it’s into The East River. Lil Skips I have to give number 1

Looking for a classy way to kick off your Memorial Day Weekend? How about a plump, juicy and, most importantly, cheap-as-fuck hot dog? This Saturday Nathan’s Famous in Coney Island is celebrating its 100th birthday by going back to its original prices. They want to put their wieners in your

A few summers ago in the Hamptons, I met a young man with a great personality and an ability to make everyone have a good time. At the time, he was the general manager at Ella Lounge, a spunky little LES staple that is now (sadly) gone. Now co-owner of

  A white-painted bicycle leans, locked to a post a few feet away from the spot where a car struck and killed a bicyclist. Flowers decorate the abandoned bike, a visible reminder that life is fragile. Don’t forget me: Ghost Bikes, A Photographic Memorial by Genea Barnes This is a