Via our pals over at Grub Street, we learn from USA Today that Bill Hader will be the new voice of Mr. Peanut. Which is great news be-cause we’ve been looking for an excuse to put up this amazeballs video of Mr. Peanut battling Kool-Aid Man. We recently stumbled upon it while trying to remember what it was that Kool-Aid Man says after smashing through walls and ceilings. (Oh yeah, it’s “OH YEAH!”)
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Remember those Steve Jobs sweatshirts we watched Mike Eckhaus and Zoe Latta make in their Williamsburg studio? Well, you can now see the finished $200 pieces of “wearable fan art” in a dreamy promo video for Eckhaus Latta’s forthcoming autumn/winter line. Click on the photo above to watch the short film, by Alexa Karolinski, over at Purple. And see below for a sort of poem the designer duo sent over with it. Fun fact about Cupertino: “The Apple headquarters is a space station engulfed by foliage.”
So, yes, Rockaway has three new outdoor drinking spots – but what about the boardwalk concessions we already know and love?
Heading to Rockaway Beach this 4th of July? Or whenever? Check out the latest outdoor drinking spots, starting with a B + B exclusive.
Rockaway Beach Surf Club
Last year the Rockaway Beach Surf Club was a scrappy hybrid: a surfboard storage joint, a workspace for local artisans, an occasional party (and mud wrestling) spot, and in the wake of Sandy, a relief hub. But in the next days, Long Beach native Brandon D’Leo and his partner and neighbor, firefighter Brady Walsh, expect to score a liquor license that will allow them to turn their concrete patio into a proper beer garden.
If you were one of the people who thought, “Ugh, that’s the end of that place” when the Bossa Nova Civic Club got that write-up in The Times last month, well then you’re probably also the type that will say, “See, I told you so,” when you hear that, according to the Bushwick boite’s Facebook page, it got a visit from the FDNY and now must limit capacity at its sweat-drenched dance parties.
Cue the message that went out earlier this evening.
Todd P just sent out an epic missive explaining why 285 Kent won’t be among the venues canceling Cold Cave shows due to the addition of controversial opening act Boyd Rice. Patrick says that since Cold Cave added the provocative noise musician to the bill of tomorrow night’s show, 285 Kent has been subject to a “small uproar” involving “multiple oblique threats, several curse-laden late night crank calls, anonymous threatening text messages.”
But even though Rice, per Patrick, is a “washed up 80’s era troll” who “has spent the last 30 or so years saying truly disgusting things – everything from palling around with the KKK to wearing Nazi uniforms to advocating the subjugation of women and the efficacy of rape,” the show must go on in the interest of free speech. There will, however, be “literature at tables set up in the lobby, explaining who Boyd Rice is and what his shameful history entails.” Read the entire letter for yourself — it’s a doozy.
Oh hey, here’s the roofdeck of Jupiter 21, the luxury building, opening July 15, where a TD Bank will replace the former Mars Bar on the ground floor. There’s no pool up here, but a sales rep told us the deck will eventually feature “misting stations” and outdoors showers — because why would anyone want to sunbathe by the wet bar and be all gross when they get back to their $3,475 studio?
The weekend is almost upon us, which means it’ll soon be time to hit Smorgasburg for some Mighty Quinn’s Barbeque. Except for one thing: the line, always the line! It’s safe to say Mighty Quinn’s is the Shake Shack of Williamsburg. In fact, we’ve often found ourselves queuing for ‘que at East River Park and wondering if it’d be quicker to just hop on the L and get a brisket sandwich from the East Village location.
One day, we actually decided to find out, by donning some power-walking gear and challenging a hapless soul at the end of the line to a race. A race for brisket. Watch our video to see who got fed first.
An all-hands fire broke out tonight at 35 Ingraham Street, home of taxidermy-n’-whiskey lair Alaska.
According to the FDNY, the fire was called in at 9:49 p.m. and took nearly an hour to be brought under control.
Last night Motor City Bar celebrated “17 years of sex, drugs and rock n roll,” as the invite to its going-away bash put it. We stopped by the Lower East Side dive and got a few photos of the packed, humid room, presided over by the gyrating Anna CopaCabanna and — in the DJ nook — Dion Lunadon of A Place to Bury Strangers.
If you missed the official sendoff, don’t worry: the whiskey will be flowing for another week.