The weekend is typically associated with excess, whether that’s an excess of lounging n’ Netflixing or boozing n’ partying. Oh, and brunch, the notorious brunch. Let’s face it, you’re probably going to be spending money this weekend in one way or another, so why not do so in a way that will also benefit others? You can do just that this Sunday at the latest edition of the Soho Grand Hotel’s Trunk Show Treasures, a brunch party and vintage shopping experience that helps raise money for the Bowery Mission. Keep Reading »
Some of us have the distinct memory of weaving up and down the aisles of Kim’s Video– or really, any old-school place of a similar disposition with B-film and cult-movie analogue tapes galore– while an endless stream of campy horror flicks played on the junky old TV set. Did you ever feel a burning desire to run your fingers up and down the spines of those dusty VHS tapes? Then use those same gritty fingers to grab handfuls of mushy bananas and stuff them into your face?
If somehow the answer to this twisted fantasy is “yes,” then you best get over to Terra Firma tonight, because believe it or not all these things will be available to you there, coz lord knows the days of the video store (it’s kind of like Netflix, only IRL) are over and done with. This is where your people are now.
In typical House of Yes fashion, when I stopped by last weekend to check out the brunch scene, there was little to distinguish between the meal-eating in the decadent, shimmering dining room and the festive party atmosphere in the adjacent performance space. It was Easter Sunday, and of course the DIY theater collective was hosting an all-ages fundraising bash next door where costumes stayed true to the holiday’s pagan fertility themes.
New Year, new you– is exactly what’s on Alex and Olena’s mind right now. What’s the best cure for the holiday blues? Well, the girls of our favorite reality web series, The Bedford Stop, know full-well it’s another holiday, that’s what. And where else to go act like a total nit and blend in seamlessly? Florida, duh! In this new episode premiering exclusively on B+B, they aim to hit the beaches, lap up frozies at any number of Margaritavilles, and twerk at whatever’s left of the Club Paris [Hilton] empire. Yes, it’s actually the year 2007 in Florida from here until eternity. But hold up– it may be hard to imagine, but Alex hints that an attempt to “detox” might be in her future. Olena’s reaction? In short: “Ew.” We couldn’t agree more.
It’s a good time to be a downtown vegetarian: this week Superiority Burger snagged two stars from the Times and next weekend, kale cravers can take part in that most hallowed of New York rituals: fancy brunch. Naturally, leading this bacon-less charge is Dirt Candy, the veg-centric restaurant (also two-starred) that in February moved to the Lower East Side from the East Village nook that, it so happens, now houses Superiority Burger.
First Julian Casablancas told GQ that he left New York because of he was sick of “white people having brunch,” then the Times opined that “bunch is for jerks,” and finally Grub Street insisted it was time to shut up about brunch. But before that can happen, a new short, The Brunchers, will play at the Williamsburg Independent Film Festival.
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Oenophiles of Bushwick, take note: Yes, you are slightly pretentious (full disclosure, I sheepishly include myself in this category) and no, you no longer have to feel bad about it. Henry Glucroft, proprietor of neighborhood gem Henry’s Wine and Spirit, has rustled up the answer to your Chablis-soaked dreams—in the forms of a local biodynamic wine bar.
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According the Nitehawk, the only thing missing from your weekend morning cartoons and cereal is booze. Compete in short contests with other cartoon-goers to decide which cartoon, out of 80 series from the ’30s to the ’90s, you want to watch. Your price for admission covers an all-you-can-eat cereal bar, replete with marshmallows, chocolate, and sugar poorly disguised as nutrition. And of course, choose drinks from a special selection of cocktails, or if you’re feeling bold, drop a shot of Baileys or Kahlua in your cereal.
According the Nitehawk, the only thing missing from your weekend morning cartoons and cereal is booze. Compete in short contests with other cartoon-goers to decide which cartoon, out of 80 from the ’30s to the ’90s, you want to watch. Your price for admission covers an all-you-can-eat cereal bar, replete with marshmallows, chocolate, and sugar poorly disguised as nutrition. And of course, choose drinks from a special selection of cocktails, or if you’re feeling bold, drop a shot of Baileys or Kahlua in your cereal.
There’s never been a better time for the Williamsburg brunch bunch: Egg expands into bigger digs this week, and over at Baby’s All Right, things just got even more all right. The music venue of the moment, which started dinner service last month, is launching brunch this Sunday, and yes, there’ll be a build-your-own Bloody Mary bar featuring 20 different kinds of hot sauce, pickled veggies, cured meats(!), and house mixes made from your choice of tomato or greens.
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Some will shake their fist at news that Sweet Chick is taking over the former home of the late, great Max Fish. Others, not so much. They’re the desperate, hungover souls who shuffle into the Bedford Avenue comfort-food spot on any given Sunday, in search of chicken and waffles, shrimp n’ grits, and smoked pork hash. And bloodies all day.
We stopped in on a recent weekend afternoon for our inaugural edition of the Hangover Report, during which we ask brunchers to lose the Ray Bans and tell us just how bad the pain is, and what they got up to the night before. Watch the video to hear their tales of debauchery and penance.