I was at the Old Town bar on East 18th Street on Thursday evening, when a petite woman with a French accent leaned across the bar to my right and demanded from the bartender: "Two Budweisers for Belgian people!"
She laughed. Her and her friends were tourists from Belgium.
The bartender grinned wryly and Read More
MONDAY
The three Americans who were freed recently from a leftist guerilla organization in the jungles of Colombia traveled home to Florida for the first time in more than five years on Saturday after undergoing 10 days of treatment in an Army medical center in Houston. Their highly publicized rescue by the Colombian Read More
As we mentioned in the Week in Music on Tuesday, Brooklyn’s very own outrageously-dressed, genre-bending singer/rapper/popstress Santogold, who’s written tracks for Ashlee Simpson and used to be in a Philly punk band, just collaborated on a new track with producer Pharrell Williams and Strokes singer Julian Casablancas as part of the centennial Read More
Here in the U.S., Budweiser commercials tend to conjure images of sweaty dudes and babes throwing back a few cold ones under the sun or, more recently, of some red-blooded Bud spokesman explaining the science behind the King of Beer’s “unique seven-step brewing process” to thirsty patrons in a sports bar. But The Great American Read More
Promises! Promises! Or Crossroads, or even Passages! I don’t care which one it is, I am just desperate to get into a rehab facility. I want my turn. As the endless stream of “troubled” glitterati continues to pour in and out of rehab, I’m starting to feel a tad excluded—resentful, even. I want to eat Read More
When you live in a brownstone in the West Village not far from Christopher Street, you expect a certain amount of color. In my 18 or so years here, I have endured street-fair vendors beneath my window, setting up clanking aluminum poles at 6 a.m. and hawking fried dough; parades that twinkle until the wee Read More
WEDNESDAY 17th
Get Burns’d! No, not by Ed Burns (promising filmmaker and professional cad who’s leaving an impressive trail of fine-boned fillies in his wake; will someone please convene Maxine, Heather and Christy over green tea and find out what the deal is?), but the PBS version of a Burns: Ken and Ric Burns Read More
Had enough of cranberry pumpkin ales from the Northwest?
Special winter stout from New England? Special Independence Day lagers with
hints of cherry and wheat brewed by master craftspeople in spotless aprons at 2
A.M. on July 4 and stored in imported golden kegs and transported in
refrigerated sport utility vehicles to climate-controlled beer boutiques? Read More
George W. Bush, as expected, won the Iowa straw poll. Save the gloating. The Bush family has long experience with meaningless Iowa victories. In 1980, George Bush beat Ronald Reagan in the Iowa caucus and lost the nomination. In 1988, the elder Mr. Bush finished third behind Bob Dole and Pat Robertson but won the Read More
I didn’t end up in Queens by accident. It had been a longstanding dream of mine to move out to Astoria-go to Mets games, write hard-boiled novels, read, drink alone, find passion, refuse compromise and become … authentic . I would be the guy muttering on the stoop. I would argue with cops. Maybe I Read More
