There is nothing like a good sausagefest! So I proclaimed over and over while shoving loads of delicious meaty sausage into my mauf! Give me MOAR!!!
Not kidding, this place knows how to rock the sausage. So many different varieties. Along with a killer craft beer list and great prices Rosamunde Sausage Grill should be on any sausage lovers list to visit. Along with cheapie Yelp Drinks Week going on I was enjoying $3 craft pints all night, and others were downing rum & house cola cocktails. Woo-Hoo! Continue reading A sausagefest grows in Brooklyn NYC!→
Neo – the choice is yours. Swallow the blue pill and all will remain the same. Your life will go on in the same light beer, frat boy, and rack liquor drink existence. Swallow the red pill and escape into the real world of high-end quality cocktails in adult surroundings reminiscent of an old 1930’s speakeasy. Be forewarned that once you stumble down into the rabbit hole you might just want to stay with Alice for awhile and buy her a few luscious libations.
Yes, I took the red pill as I always do when it comes to Speakeasies. Happily I might add, as there is just something that tingles the senses to have your mind and taste buds think that you are entering a secret denizen of prohibited cocktail enjoyment. Hey, we all know that the cat is out of the bag when it comes to these spots here in NYC, but the drink connoisseurs among us still appreciate a well made cocktail, even if it means shelling out a few more clams for it. From the nondescript hidden entranceways, to the dimly lit rooms, to the small spaces, to the pressed tin roof, to the bartenders wearing bow ties and suspenders, to the unusual liquor lists, to the old-timey music playing quietly in the background, those of us who appreciate a place like Little Branch can sip on an expertly mixed drink in an atmosphere that throws one back to another time and place. It’s the civilized way to drink. Oh, and go into the bathroom and read the list of rules on the wall and adhere to them. Continue reading Little Branch NYC – take a trip into the rabbit hole Neo.→
Not too long ago I was able to experience my first pro soccer game, and even though I have never been a big fan, I was surprised at how much fun I had at the newRed Bull Arena. Who knew that I would enjoy watching sweaty men run around playing with balls?
Even though a few years old now the 25,000 seat arena itself is still shiny and new. Walking around you almost expect to suddenly breathe in that brand new car smell. Bathrooms are large and very clean. Concessions are everywhere. Also, there are many beer stands that feature “beers of the world” and other domestic brews. Why spend $9 on a Coors or Bud when you can get a Stiegl Lager, Stella, Red Stripe, Blue Moon, Landshark, Becks, Heineken, and Newcastle among others. Food is the basic hamburger, hot dog, chicken finger variety with a few stands around for tacos, nachos, and other specialty foods. French fries are quite tasty though and seasoned. Since soccer is such an international game you would think they would offer a bit more worldly delicacies than the standard stadium dreck fare, right? Continue reading Sweaty men playing with balls? Red Bull Arena in NJ!→
The “SALTY PIMP” SMACKED me around like the HO that I am, and demanded that I get my man-gina out there and bring him more money! WRAP YOUR LIPS around that cone! You better work!
Now that I had the pimp-hand smack me around a bit I was ready for my first Big Gay Ice Cream truck experience. Waiting on line in anticipation I was contemplating which creative concoction to try – the Salty Pimp, Bea Arthur, Gobbler, CoCoCone, Wasabi Cone, or the Monday Sundae. All have really inventive toppings and flavorings added to the wonderfully creamy and airy vanilla ice cream. There is no real way to describe this ice cream. It is worlds apart from Mr Softee, crazily better then many gelato stands, and beats the heck out of Pinkeberry and Tasti D-Lite. If there is one ice cream truck you should bring visiting friends and family to on a hot summer day it is this one. Hands down. Continue reading Big Gay Ice Cream Truck – the NYC Salty Pimp!→