I know that most New Yorkers view Times Square as one of the worst areas in the city: a place dominated by tourists, flashing lights and overcrowded restaurants, bars and shops. I thought the same thing for a long while, believing that all the relics from its debaucherous past were

Where would most brokeasses be without Planned Parenthood? Probably riddled with the clap and even more broke due to accidental children. They’ve been providing lunch sacks full of condoms and affordable health care services for about 90 years, but they need your help to keep going. They’ve fought many opponents

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

I’ve been wanting to check out Williamsburg bar Good Co. since word spread to my Midwestern ears that they had one of the flyover states’ favorite past times, Cornhole (note: I did NOT say cow tipping, thankyouverymuch). Fortunately when I finally visited I found many other reasons to return: cocktails

The concept behind a bar is a pretty simple one, so it’s always surprising how so many establishments manage to suck at it. It’s a rare thing when a place manages to combine all the right elements into the perfect drinking spot. Heather’s Bar in the East Village has been

If someone’s going to coax me into traipsing through the streets of Little Saigon, sidestepping crack pies and used condoms, they better be taking me somewhere worth it. Enter: happy hour at Olive. From 5-7pm, you can munch on artisan pizzas for $8, as well as stuff like pomme frites,

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

My coworker is obsessed with dropping in on Maya after work. Her words: “Yeah, it’s full of douchers, but I can handle assholes for a good deal.” Spoken like a true broke-ass. What sort of deals, you ask? For starters, their happy hour happens every day of the week and

No matter how hard you try, raging it to bad pop in the comfort of your own home isn’t the same as being at a crazy dance party. (Unless your living room magically turns into a crazy dance party). The organizers of Panic know this, and tomorrow night they’re bringing