This piece is the intro Broke-Ass Stuart’s Guide to Living Cheaply in New York City I’m sitting now in my Bushwick apartment coming to terms with the realization that my time here in this strange and brutal city is quickly coming to an end.  I maintain that, no matter how much

I have the unfortunate distinction of having known Jason King for many, many years.  I knew him when he was a long haired metal head who wore nothing but Pantera and Cannibal Corpse t-shirts.  I was around for his brief and, dare I say, mediocre foray into motorcycle maintenance.  Hell,

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I honestly believe that Spec’s might be the best bar in the world.  I know it’s pretty heavy thing to say, but I’ve been drunk in a lot of places, and if Spec’s isn’t the best bar in the world, it certainly is in the running.  I got drunk there