Those pesky hipsters are at it again, with their subversive non-weekday work schedules and socially destructive late night PBR-drinking, according to an article in the Daily News.
Bushwick’s Community Board 4 has taken a stand against Sunday sipping, according to the paper, by requesting that bar and restaurant owners stop selling alcohol Read More
Americans are known the world over for being embarrassing drunks. We’re constantly being told that other countries have a more mature relationship with alcohol, that their collegiate years are not spent chugging cheap grain alcohol and getting sick in communal bathrooms. But in a surprising turn of events, the U.S. is asking diplomats from other countries to lay off the booze, according to Reuters. At least during United Nations budget debates.
Joseph Torsella, deputy U.S. ambassador to the United Nations for management and reform, came to the General Assembly’s budget committee with a “modest proposal that the negotiating rooms should in the future be an inebriation-free zone.” Read More
Back in July, the website Brokelyn threw a party at Williamsburg’s Crown Victoria that it dubbed “Salute Your Jorts.” The theme of the evening was summer camp. A “bug juice cocktail” was just $4. In addition to Ping-Pong and bocce, the planned activities included spin the bottle and making friendship bracelets and macaroni art. Attendees were told, “don’t forget clean undies, just in case they get strung up the flagpole.” It sounded horrible, the low-water mark of a trend in recent years of turning bars into amusement parks for adults. Read More
The grand plan was to stay sober for the month of January, and it failed. It collapsed the moment we touched down in the Bahamas and felt the silky warmth outside the Nassau airport. The whole place was wet with the prospect of booze—its bars, its dewy palm trees, its bikini-wearing swimmers, its cerulean wading pools. The plane’s tires hit the tarmac, and from then on, rum was god.
In the boxy cab we removed our loafers, took off our socks, stuffed them in a spare pocket of a hand-me-down attaché case and shoved our heels back into the miniature leather gondolas. The engine growled down hardy roads, handling the this-way-that-way roundabouts with the finesse of an arcade pinball.
It was 13 degrees in New York and we had taken up our father’s offer of a trip to Paradise Island. Read More
The Observer was especially sad to hear about HBO’s cancelling of Bored to Death, the Jonathan Ames-penned comedy that just wrapped a hysterical third season (and often pulled entire scenes straight from the pages of this newspaper!). The show had perfected and managed into a science the fine art of lampooning New Yorkers Read More
For the last two years, the Holiday Cocktail Lounge, hailed by some to be New York’s grimiest, sloppiest and most dastardly dive bar — i.e. New York’s best dive bar — has soldiered forward with its captain, Stefan Lutek, gone. He died at the age of 89 after decades of tending bar at the joint, Read More
Leave the flasks at home, New York moviegoers!
Last August, Gov. Cuomo passed a law that allows movie theaters with restaurants to serve booze as well, making a trip to the cinema that much more appealing. Now, AMC Theaters tells The New York Post that they are considering equipping their eight Read More
If you go to 5 Baltschug Street in Moscow, Russia, you’ll see a 17th Century building with Maybachs and Bentleys lying idly nearby, all waiting for the men they drive around to return from a certain smoke-filled lounge. It’s a place where the rich men of that city can enjoy cocktails and bottles, all while Read More
In April of this year, Bethenney Frankel sold her line of Skinnygirl liquor drinks to a large distributor for $120 million. Suddenly, she’s no longer just a contestant on The Apprentice, or one of the Real Housewives of New York City — she’s a thriving mogul, a 21st century success story.
But things Read More
It rained Saturday night! The Wall Street Journal sent reporters to far-flung locales such as Long Island City and Crown Heights, where places decided to stay open despite the fake hurricane that, it turns out, never actually existed. Some barkeeps and deli owners thought, hey, a hurricane has never hit New York before. Maybe it’ll just rain a little. Maybe I can make an extra buck. Maybe things will be OK.
And that’s what happened! They might have gotten a little bit wet, but they did great business. Read More
