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One ring of alleged Brooklyn drug dealers weren’t willing to break just any law — only the Earthly ones.
Five men from Sheepshead Bay allegedly outed themselves as slingers when they mass texted their customers announcing they’d be shuttered for Shabbat, the Daily News reported. According to an indictment made public earlier today, Read More
Last Friday night, a group of 20-something foodies gathered to celebrate Shabbat. Well, maybe not “celebrate” in the traditional sense of prayers and candles, but a Sabbath meal all the same. In the back of a thrift store on the corner of Prince and Mott Streets, two long wooden tables had been erected for a family-style eating experience among the displays of distressed jeans and vintage belts.
Several times a week, the store is turned from a Soho boutique into City Grit, a “culinary salon” founded in 2011 by Sarah Simmons, an emerging chef recently named one of “America’s Greatest New Cooks” by Food & Wine magazine. Ms. Simmons was standing in front of a comfortably packed room, explaining the genesis of her “Southern Shabbat” dinner, which we’d soon be tucking into.