Today is Guy Fawkes Day, the English holiday to celebrate Guy’s failed plot to blow up parliament. People celebrate by chanting “Remember, remember the fifth of November” and burning effigies of Guy. Admittedly, I didn’t know about the holiday until high school when it was featured in an episode of

I’ve never seen Mad Men, but from what I understand it’s a television show that showcases a time period during which sexism was rampant and rich white men wore expensive suits while smoking excessively and guzzling Jack Daniel’s. Which sort of makes it sound a bit like 2010. But Mad Men

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In this divided world some topics will never reach grand consensus. The proper global economic model, the definition of art, what combination of disorders and fever dreams account for Lyndon LaRouche– all oft-debated and never concluded. The biggest one of all, though, may be what constitutes the proper sandwich making

Some places lure you in with high design, a dining gimmick, or enough sangria to make your mouth go numb, and all of those are excellent reasons to be enticed to sit down and throw around some pocket change. However, some places suck you in and keep you coming back

The world needs O’Connor’s more than O’Connor’s needs the world.  I say this because O’Connor’s lets us believe that there are still some things worth romanticizing.  How else would you describe a bar that opened in 1931 (prohibition wasn’t repealed until 1933) and who, as of a few proprietors ago,

Just to set the record straight. I’ve never been to San Francisco, so if you’re looking for some insightful commentary on how this bar “really draws on the West Coast” vibe,  I can’t help you. But that doesn’t mean it’s not a fantastic bar.  Settled on the somewhat barren strip

When I first went to Paris I was sixteen and in the company of a slew of other privileged, Americans of comparable age and intellect sent there for a “summer study abroad” program by our parents. There are a million things to say about that but what I will say

Last night, my friend saw a “Free Norah Jones” headline and thought, “What did Norah Jones do? Why does she need to get freed?” Then she realized that Norah had not been incarcerated, she’s just playing a free show in Prospect Park tonight. Her concert kicks off Celebrate Brooklyn, a