Not being a native New Yorker, or even East Coast-er, I’ve come to notice the things that don’t resemble strip malls and shirtless guys listening to Sublime/Red Hot Chili Peppers/the worst radio hits of 1995.  Especially, though, when apartments are concerned, there are some especially funny and idiosyncratic things about

Who’s ready for a little bit of personal story time from some blogger you don’t know? Well, too bad, you’re getting some anyway. I grew up in this city and have long been a lush. It didn’t take a lot of clever finagling to get into bars at 15, just

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

Living in this city, we’re constantly being bombarded with sights and sounds both pleasant and grating. We’re essentially being entertained 24/7. No wonder our attention span is in such a sad state of affairs. Subway performers are a daily distraction most of us take for granted, just another one of

Yesterday, the internet went down at work and I was sent home. PJs on, cookie crumbs on my shirt and Ghostbusters on the TV, there was only one thing that dragged me from my pathetic but cozy lair: Two for Tuesdays at Bar Matchless. Dangerously, the special is from 8PM-2AM…perfectly

I don’t know if it’s all this P90X I’ve been torturing myself through doing, but I’ve recently been craving the absolute worst possible things for my health. One of the best/worst things that you can ever put into your body since pancakes is DEFINITELY donuts. I know, I know, it’s

I’m sure you woke up several mornings in college and thought, “Man, I wish I could pay for this in bushels of corn or jars of marbles.” And then when you graduated, you’re probably dissapointed every month when Sallie Mae refuses your offer of a dozen homemade cupcakes instead of

Some establishments feel like they never opened, per se, but rather grew naturally from the ground and people just started showing up. The walls are old, the taps well worn, and the crowd is consistent. If you’re lucky they have enough character to offer something special, like warm drinks on

Waffles are delicious at most hours of the day, the exception being any hour after midnight on a day you’re going under anesthesia. Until recently, Kellogg’s Diner was the only place in Williamsburg you could get a fatty Belgian waffle at all hours of the night. Sure, the jokes about