Cuisine. Culture. Commentary.
After dinner with Brooke, Albert and I decided to stay out for just two more drinks. When you’re only in the city for 34 hours, the goal should be to pack as much in as possible. We had passed Tria while walking around during the day and decided it was worthy of our nightcap. We…
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Our room wasn’t quite ready when we arrived in Philly, which was fine because Albert had no intention of going there. His alma mater (St. Johns) was already in the second half of their basketball game against [coincidentally, Philly-based] Villanova. Priority numero uno was finding a bar to watch the game so we left our…
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B Flat calls itself an “authentic bar”. If a bar serves alcohol, I would consider it authentic…but that’s just semantics. I suppose they consider themselves legitimate because they have a whiskey on the menu that is $28 for 2 oz. I am not the kind of person that would order that but still found the…
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For Albert’s birthday I gave him monogrammed beer mugs and then took him to Good Beer so he could put them to good use. As his present, he got to build two custom 6-packs and enjoy a beer flight. He was like a kid in a candy store. If a craft beer ships to NYC,…
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I figured beer cheese was basically my beloved pimento cheese but with beer. If anything, I thought it would just have a whippier consistency. Unfortunately, Floyd Beer Cheese was a bit too crumbly for my taste. The flavor was spot on. A little hoppy from the beer, smoky from the bacon, and just a bit…
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I recently had my first bar hopping excursion in Astoria. I don’t know if it’s considered a full hop since I only went to two bars, but that’s two more than I’d been to before. The second bar we went to really struck a chord with me. The whiskey chord. I hear it now as…
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I thought about bailing on Matt and Karina on Saturday night. Just for a minute. Obviously, I wanted to hang out with them but since plans didn’t solidify til around midnight, this old fogie was ready to call it a night and head to bed. But then I remembered how much I loved those crazy…
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Whether you’re on the East Side or West Side, Rare has a rooftop for you. The music may have been a little loud for 5 PM on a Thursday afternoon, but I suppose people are ready to party when the end of the work week is near and the weather is beautiful. The view at…
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When someone says Stonestreet, I’m sure you immediately think of happy hour swamped by banking guys in suits letting off some steam. On a typical weeknight you would be right, but I think it’s worth giving Stonestreet a chance on the weekend, too. Sure, FiDi is significantly quieter when the market is closed and all…
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I discovered Taproom No. 307 on a run and made a mental note to check it out. Apparently, my mental notes can’t be trusted because it took me months to actually remember to go. (Note: when I say I remembered, what I really mean is I didn’t remember at all – Albert actually suggested it.)…
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Peaches to Apples 