You’ve seen a French movie, right? You know how the ludicrously attractive, ethereal girl will talk about stuff with the swarthy guy over coffee? They’ll be musing about love, life, or whatever with their pretty lips while even-tempo jazz and the clinks of coffee cups happen in the background? And

I will never remember how to pronounce the name of this restaurant, apparently it’s something like Lahm-zee-nee-ahnka? I dunno. It’s easier just to refer to it as the Polish place. It is delicious and dirt cheap, the portions are enormous, it’s BYOB, and the decor includes a mounted deer head

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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

Going on dates isn’t a thing hipsters really…. do…. since it often involves sobriety (gah), looking somewhat presentable, and acknowledging that an actual courtship is going on. But if you have found that special someone you think you can be sober around, Tabaré is one of the cutest date places

BYOB is a broke-ass’s best friend. It seemed like you could find a BYOB place anywhere in the city, especially with new restaurants waiting to get their liquor license, and luring in new clientele with the promise of unlimited booze. But the city has recently cracked down, and now new

What is this, the New York Post? Amirite? Anywho, Kiley has already named La Superior as one of her fave BYOB spots, but I just wanted to expand on just how delicious this place is. As many of my friends love to point out, I’m always criticizing Mexican places in

The salty and fishy smell in the air starts to get to your head after a full, or even partial, day at the beach. So it’s only natural to crave (and appropriate to an almost cliche level) to crave fish and chips when you’re near an ocean. The problem is,

In New York, it seems there are at least 20 new restaurants that open each week. It’s always been one of the most thriving industries of this city. Recession, smeshion, it’s not going to stop us from gobbling up pork belly and glorified pizza. And while I love to eat