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I wish I had a dollar for each time my father asked me, “What were you thinking?” I spent more time in silence after this question than the collective moments of quiet I grudgingly accumulated in church. Answering your father’s “What were you thinking?” inquiry, well, you may as well throw a live grenade straight… Read more »

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Just when you thought “classy” and “bacon tater tots” didn’t belong in the same sentence, The Eddy popped up on East 6th and proved us all wrong. Wallflower duo Jason Soloway and Chef Brendan McHale, along with their uncanny talent for hand selecting a ridiculously perfect staff, have made their mark on Curry Row with… Read more »

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It’s time for the few men who call themselves feminists to stop. That doesn’t mean we shouldn’t support the rights of women. It means the feminist label isn’t meant for us. Asking a man to call himself a feminist is like asking a woman to wear an athletic cup. It’s just not meant to be…. Read more »

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Before you complain about their crap, give the pigeon credit for dealing with our crap. Like noise and pollution. The pigeon didn’t crash the North American party. It didn’t get here on it’s own, an ocean is a long flight unless you’re made of metal and carry tons of fuel in your tank. Where would… Read more »

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Last night marked the first of Pop-Up Art Event’s Artist Salon Series–gatherings for artists and connoisseurs to view, discuss and collaborate on a variety of artistic projects. Titled Janette Beckman Hip-Hop Mashup 2014, the show featured a range of graffiti based artists who created original works over Beckman’s iconic shots of Hip-Hop’s early stars. The… Read more »

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If Experimental got a mod Gallic facelift, traded craft cocktail whizzes for jaunty sommeliers, and perfected the art of in-house pickling and charcuterie-ing, let’s just say it’d be a force to be reckoned with. It happened. On Centre Street. And you should go. The folks at ECC have gotten themselves a one-way ticket on the… Read more »

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Over the Fourth of July weekend, I stayed put in NYC. I love when New York empties for a holiday. As a kid, instead of being sad because I was stuck “in the city,” I found good things that resulted from us not “getting out of town.” Dad didn’t own a car, our vacations were… Read more »