I moved to Bushwick recently, a quasi-industrial Brooklyn neighborhood where there’s little to do for fun besides count the rats on the subway platform and/or drink $2 PBRs at the one and only neighborhood restaurant,Northeast Kingdom. I find the latter option more pleasant, and so spend my evenings saddled up at their bar. As it […]

March 26th, 2008

Blueberry Muffins

I’ve gotta be honest, I’m DYING for spring to finally spring, because after spring comes summer! The sooner the better. The idea of wearing a bathing suit does not frighten me; bring it on. The long days, summer cocktails, trashy novels read beachside, espadrilles, and best yet, all the fresh fruit and berries. Specifically, I’m […]

I am so spoiled. Truly. I live in an enviably hip neighborhood where everything I really care about is close, convenient and stylish. My tree-lined street is dotted with a couple cool bars, a clean bodega and the two boutiques I need to keep my wardrobe updated: Tokio 7 and Barbara Feinman. It’s heaven. Because of this, and […]

March 16th, 2008

Chef’s Parm

I had a big birthday. First my Dad came into town, then my Mamma. Now I’m left with an empty apartment and hunger pains for home. As a Buffalonian the answer is obvious: Spaghetti Parmesan. As my father had to remind me constantly when my middle school comrades would copy my outfits and try to […]

March 9th, 2008

The ‘Borg

I love the detritus of a great party—remnants of the consumption preceding the buzz, the high, the satiation, the quench, the satisfaction, the orgasm… At right are traces of the following consumables: espresso, Heineken, Sambuca, sugar, grappa, Lurisia, red wine, marinara. It’s the litter of an enjoyable evening—a post-game party at which I was unlikely cheerleader. I […]

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