I am kind of a lucky man. I am surrounded by terrific cooks and friends that can whip up delicious tasting meals and delicacies with a snap of their fingers. It’s both a blessing and a curse I tell you. On one hand, you just know to expect when we have a pot luck or get together somewhere. The food is amazing and quite tasty. Drool worthy at times. On the other hand, it makes me feel like the kind of person that can barely make a bowl of Cheerios. Monique is a ridiculous cook and can pretty much open up her own bistro if she wanted. Kristy is a pastry and dessert maven. Since she is diabetic she also bakes up some great low-sugar treats. Chef Ben is, well, he’s a trained chef and can make anything taste awesome. It’s a ridiculously talented group. We never have to worry about going hungry around these food magicians.
You ever have one of those days when you just seem invisible to all of the human race? Well, maybe not all of them, but to the people that inhabit your town or city. Some days you just want to go into a rage and scream “HEY! I’M HERE!!!!”
For the most part I think people are mainly considerate and respectful in their lives and to those around them. As bad a rep New Yorkers get for being gruff and unmannered I usually encounter just the opposite as most have consideration. Yet, there are days like today that makes me want to go all “Hulk Smash” on some specific individuals.
Lately I have kicked back on my diet and training a bit to help heal up a few nagging injuries. Sure, I am itching to get back on my normal workout schedule, but in the meantime I’m having some fun enjoying myself and partaking in some high-caloric delicious food finds. This weekend we decided to get some Christmas shopping done and wanted to support some of our small local businesses. A great spot to explore and hunt out some unique boutiques are in the Williamsburg area of Brooklyn. For us it’s a pretty easy trek as we jump on the #4,5, or 6 subway to the L train to Bedford Ave. It leads right into the heart of “Billyburg” as the L train is known as the “Hipster Express” to me and many others. There are so many terrific little places to shop as the entrepreneurial spirit is alive and well here, along with many delectable spots to eat and drink!
Now that Friday is here after a long work week the weekend is beckoning with evenings of bar hopping and debauchery. The afternoons will be swollen with pubs broadcasting college sports and baseball, while the nights will be overflowing with partiers. Beer will be flowing. Cocktails will be served. Dancing will be had. Debauchery will be on the agenda.
Most of all the BRO’s will be out in full effect! All looking alike as they head out for the evening in their matching clothing choice of BRO-niforms. What? You don’t know this look? You don’t recognize what I am talking about? Well, let me paint a picture for you. Take it from me as I have seen this look over and over and over. I live on the Upper East Side where it’s BRO central. Up and down along 2nd Avenue is a litany of frat bars and sports pubs. It’s the place to go on weekends for the frat boys and sorostitutes who follow them. Let’s break this down, shall we? Continue reading It’s Totally Bro-Tastic!!!→