Deep in the Louisiana Bayou hidden far back in the swampland lies this outpost of genial southern hospitality. Night had fallen. Dark and mysterious we entered inside to find a voo-doo laden establishment of flickering candles and dark woods illuminated by the flames of a roaring fireplace. The sounds of soothing music was playing in the backround amongst the chatter of fellow imbibers. In the backwoods of Manhattan we had stumbled upon the mysterious and welcoming Ninth Ward.
We took a table in a corner overlooking the bar. Big heavy wooden chairs and tables added to the charm of this place. We proceeded to check out the menu. Braised beef on toast, which was only $2.50 each and the suggestion was to order two. Done. Fried pickles? Of course! Both were delicious, but I was still a bit hungry. Had to try the gumbo as it is one of my faves. Their gumbo was thick, spicy, and filling. Well worth the $7 for this bowl of happiness. Continue reading Ninth Ward NYC – gumbo, beer, and Charlie Sheen!→
The Gilroy. Just the name of this fine cocktail establishment harkens back to the days of the roaring 20’s and pre-prohibition era libations. Not only does this new craft cocktail emporium on the Upper East Side/Yorkville serve a quality drink, but it also offers up some mighty fine gastropub fare! As the reinvention of this part of Manhattan in NYC is taking place lately new businesses such as The Gilroy are helping to usher in a new era.
After a few visits here so far I can righfully proclaim that I am a big fan of The Gilroy. It’s hard not to enjoy yourself here when you are surrounded by a wonderful staff making sure your visit is to your liking with terrific food and friendly service. The first evening we wandered in and took a seat in the cozy back room dining area. The decor features a warm and candlelit atmosphere, seating in the back room, hanging Edison style lighting, a stylish wooden communal table in the middle up front, fun background music, and a nifty looking copper top bar by the entrance. Well thought out to fit the space they had to work with and put together in a classy but inviting way. It’s definitely a step above the normal fratty pubs and sports bars that line Second Avenue where it resides. A perfect spot to being a date, or converse with a few friends late at night in the dim light over cocktails and a bite to eat. Continue reading The Gilroy – a touch of craft cocktail class on the UES!→
There is one thing that most New Yorkers really dread when out and about in NYC. Where to go to the bathroom when the urge strikes. It’s not like we have porta potties on each street corner, and most of those are abominations anyway. Have you ever had to go so bad that a porta potty was the only option? Now, don’t get me wrong as being a guy and having to pee we can pretty much do that anywhere. Women have a different problem as you gals need to sit down to take care of business. We can just stand there and admire the golden shower. Woman can do the hover if needed. Where the real terror comes in is when the #2 hits. The crappola. The need to lay some cable. The time to drop the kids off at the pool. What do we do when there is nowhere to go, or all that’s available is a porta potty? You ever see what some people do in a porta potty? It’s like they filmed “The Exorcist” in some of them. That, or a bad B grade slasher movie. Heaven forbid you get in one with no toilet paper. Sure, there are some pay toilets here and there in NYC but they are never where you need them to be when your sphincter is on fire and you are squeezing your butt cheeks tight waddling around in need of sweet merciful relief. Continue reading My flatulent thoughts on taking a big one in NYC!→
It’s inevitable. You are out and about in NYC. Shopping, sightseeing, at a restaurant, relaxing in Central Park, stuck waiting on a subway platform, having drinks in a bar, or just walking around the city streets. It comes on all of a sudden. That feeling from deep inside. You feel the pressure building. Your body informs you that it is time whether you like it or not. Doesn’t matter where you are or what you are doing. Your body betrays you. You try to pretend it’s not there. This is not happening. Not – Right – Now! You panic as you realize there is no place close by to go. You need instant relief. You start to get all flushed as the sweat perspires on your body. You shake and shimmy to hold it in. There is no recourse. No time to wait. The #2 is gonna happen whether you are ready or not.
Time to drop off the kids at the pool! Time to lay some cable! Time to pinch a loaf!