Brooklynites were hoping to see a Bernie vs. Hillary showdown in their borough after the Sanders campaign proposed a debate there. But since team Clinton has declined the invitation for now, we’ll all have to tune into MSNBC tonight at 9 p.m. to watch the presidential hopefuls duke it out in Durham, New Hampshire. Doing a shot every time Bernie says “the top 1/10th of 1 percent” is much more fun with fellow imbibers, so here’s where to get out and watch.
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Not since the jacuzzi at Plato’s Retreat has Manhattan seen an aquatic playground like Spa Castle Premier 57. When we checked out the beloved Queens spa’s seven-month-old Midtown offshoot a little while back, there was no shortage of cavortage in the hydrotherapy pool. So what if the backsplash from everyone’s water-jet massages was landing in our champers flute — we’re all friends here. But one thing did put a damper on this waterworld: there was no rooftop pool a la College Park location.
In the early 1970s, New York actor Tony Zanetta performed in underground theater in plays by Andy Warhol, Jackie Curtis and Wayne/Jayne County. His portrayal of Warhol in the play “Pork” would have him meet David Bowie in London. When Bowie visited New York in 1971, Zanetta guided him through the town’s nightlife. He soon became part of Bowie’s inner circle as tour manager of the Ziggy Stardust and Diamond Dogs tours and helped run Bowie’s MainMan management organization. Zanetta had not seen Bowie in over 40 years when he learned of his death this week. Below, Zanetta recalls the exciting time when Bowie arrived in New York an unknown who would soon become a superstar.
You’ve seen the flyers all over town, but can moped taxis really become a thing in New York City? We downloaded the Motoconcho app and gave the new service a shot. Play the video to find out whether this is the uber Uber.
Recently, a slew of apps flooded the market offering users access to private toilets in New York City. Ok, by “slew” we mean two. Still, flush with excitement, we tried both apps to see which one would bowl us over.
A pair of City Council members proposed a bill today that would establish a city advocate for small businesses, but others fighting to keep mom-and-pop shops open question whether such a watchdog would do enough.
Good news, Brooklyn record hounds — you won’t have to venture into Manhattan, much less above 14th Street, for WFMU’s annual record fair, which was held at the Armory and the Metropolitan Pavilion in previous years. This year’s installment, May 1 to 3, will be held at the brand spanking new Brooklyn Expo Center in Greenpoint. The dealer list has yet to be announced, but last year’s lineup featured local vendors like Record Grouch as well as dozens of out-of-towners like Ecstatic Yod Collective, the Massachusetts-based label/shop co-run by Thurston Moore of Sonic Youth.
The fifth season of Game of Thrones doesn’t premiere until April 12, but if you’re missing its byzantine intrigue, bloodshed and sexiness you can quell your thirst for Westeros (and Essos) with a new show from Hotsy Totsy Burlesque. “Game of Tassels” comes to the Slipper Room this Thursday.
Oiji, a chic Korean restaurant, has opened in the space that housed beloved Dok Suni for over two decades. As noted when we spoke to Brian Kim and Tae Kyung Ku back in October, the chefs and co-owners have experience in the kitchens of Michelin starred restaurants (Kim at Bouley, Ku at Gramercy Tavern) and it shows in the refined technique they apply to the Korean dishes here.
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J.P. Porter — the hero of #AnnieHall, a new homage to Woody Allen’s classic, essential love letter to New York City — is a rather sassy guy who likes to talk. Admittedly, it’s mostly jabber fueled by neurotic preoccupations that belie an unshaken confidence, but it’s entertaining stuff. Hence his success with women nearly half his age. J.P. is too narcissistic to be considered a depressive, but he would definitely agree with Alvy Singer’s sentiment that life is “full of loneliness and misery and suffering and unhappiness and it’s all over much too quickly.”
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Lingerie aside, there’s nothing quite as sexy as penning deep, mad feels onto paper. Whether you’re professing romantic love, friend love, or even self love, we’ve hunted down the best stationery stores for the most poignant, passionate, and tastefully blunt Valentine’s Day cards. So, make like an E L James and put your brain (and metaphors) to good use.
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Vital update from the fro-yo world. The St. Marks location of Pinkberry is officially kaput, as a “space for lease” sign has gone up in the window. But don’t worry, fro-yo fiends — we haven’t moved on to a world of snow cream just yet. Around the corner, 16 Handles is still popping, and it has actually expanded onto Seamless. That’s right, for a $12 minimum plus a $1.95 fee, the parlor will deliver you a cup of Peanut Butter Confession fro-yo topped with whatever your broken heart desires. Toppings are 75 cents each, which adds up fast. “Hey, I have a peanut butter confession: I spent $18 on fro-yo last night!”
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