Throwing the end of summer a proper closing party, the folks at MeanRed are hosting a Lobstah Boil Blowout at a new outdoor space in Williamsburg. Granted $27 isn’t “cheap” but you do get a feasts worth of food including a full Maine Lobster from Red Hook Lobster Pound,  plenty

I don’t know anyone who doesn’t appreciate a good happy hour, the problem is I don’t actually get out of work til after all of them are over and then it’s back to $7 beers again.  Lucky for me, one of my favorite venues is now offering a happy hour

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

The news is showing less video of oil soaked pelicans as time goes on, but the oil from the BP spill is still hurting the animals and people of the Gulf. And you’re probably thinking to yourself, “How can I help the shrimpers who can’t shrimp, the sea turtles trying

If you can’t figure out how to start organizing your records in autobiographical order like Rob did in High Fidelity, you should go to the Bell House tonight for Monday Night Vinyl Club #22. At the Vinyl Club, everyone gets to play three of their favorite songs off vinyl and

New Yorkers are so hard up for pool access, we’ve settled for diving into converted “dumpsters” in a desperate attempt to cool off. What was last summer’s hipster punchline is now a full-blown public project. Since last year’s not-so secret dumpster project in Gowanus, the folks behind Macro Sea decided

We’ve all got something we wish we knew more about. No one is perfect, after all; in fact, most of us are deeply flawed human beings who have no idea what we’re talking about. It’s fine to admit it. I’ll even go first! I do not have a college degree

It’s blazing hot this weekend (as it will probably be for the next 3 months), and they only way to nurse that hangover properly is to either bring a Camelbak’s worth of Gatorade to the beach or soak up all that booze with delicious local food. Since I JUST ran

New York is a fat kid’s dream. There are pizza places and bagel shops every 1.5 blocks, as well as trucks waiting for you on the sidewalk when you suddenly crave a chocolate crossiant or flaffel. Normally, it’s totally worth walking a few extra blocks to find an ice cream