NYC can be a bitch especially when you’re strapped for cash waiting for your paycheck and starving it. When I lived in Greenpoint I knew everywhere I could get a sandwich for cheap. Avoiding fast food can be tough as you’re counting quaters and convinced the only option is taquitos from

My friend Matt showed me this restaurant a few years ago, back when I was really broke. That means, basically, living in a crawl space, surviving off food stamps and having little to no spending money. But the poor still need a few quality pastimes. For example: going to the

It’s Springtime in San Francisco, which means it’s time to put your phone on silent for a while and step out into our fair city to sing, eat, and play with the wonderful people and programming on offer. Whether in the flesh or on a live stream, the journalists 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