That was the thought we all had in our drunken stupor as we downed our amazing cupcakes and Awesome Pudding. Yes, it really is called Awesome Pudding. For a good reason!
It was our first time ever visiting Sugar Sweet Sunshine Bakery here in NYC on the Lower East Side. It’s a tiny shop that makes some damn fine cupcakes. Only a few tables and chairs to sit at. Friendly counter service. Lots to choose from to satisfy that sweet tooth craving. I am kicking myself for not partaking in their glorious cupcakery sooner. Continue reading Hey Cupcake! They call it Awesome Pudding here in NYC!→
Again, I can’t emphasize how much I love this divetastic bar! After another night of boozing here during this past Friday happy hour I realized where I now want my ashes spread when the day comes. Iggy’s Keltic Lounge located on the Lower East Side of NYC is one of those spots where you wander in and like a black hole all time is sucked away as you stumble out hours later.
Walking in and taking a seat the heavy metal sounds of old Metallica, GNR, and Iron effing Maiden are blasting out of the amazing jukebox here! Yes, this is a bar for metal, rock, and punk. If you listen to top 40 pop, hip hop, rap, crappy Taylor Swift and Maroon 5 dreck please leave and throw yourself under a bus. You have been warned. I just put $10 in the box and picked 30 songs that include Kiss, Maiden, Judas Priest, Ramones, Black Sabbath, The Smiths, and some Johnny Cash among others. Always play some Johnny Cash.
An affable bartender who thinks he is a pirate, dresses like one, and will great you with a hearty hello while setting up your libation. Pirate Mike is the man. He works the bar pretty much by himself during happy hour and the occasional weekend afternoons that I have drank the day away here, and he is a pro at it. He loves the lasses and they would walk the plank for this sea dog. Yo Ho Ho! Continue reading Dirty Pirate Hooker shots in a NYC dive bar! Aaaaaaarrhh!→
THAT I AM TOTALLY F**KING DRUNK OFF MY ASS RIGHT NOW!
Wow, am I sh*tfaced and totally rocked from what turned out to be a six and a half hour brunch bender. I don’t remember much of what I ate, and I am still trying to figure out where my pants are, but I had a great Sunday!
Holy Crapola! Did you know that Economy Candy is right across the street? (One of the most amazing old school candy stores in NYC!) This place looks like Willy Wonka threw up! Can you actually get the bedspins while still out on the street? Whoa, candy cigarettes and pop rocks! Maybe not a good idea right now.
But back to Essex. Had a 3:00 reservation and entered into a crazy cramped and loud bar area. Checked in with the hostess and was told it would be a few minutes. Had to wait amongst the LES scenesters and play body bumpers for about 15 minutes or so alongside the crowded bar. I felt bad for those sitting at the tables along it as all of our asses were constantly pushing into their faces and backs. Nothing like a face full of ass with your omelet! Continue reading Brunch at Essex. Or, how to get sh*tfaced on a NYC afternoon!→