Most of my weekends, “going out” consists of pre-gaming with several curated 6-packs from my local bodega. Then galavanting to the dive bar for ONE Sailor Jerry’s and ginger ale to mingle and maintain my buzz. However, being an adult means you can justify spending money on quality alcohol. I found myself in the mood to indulge one recent Sunday and while craft cocktails are easy to find in NYC, I wanted something elusive, interesting and different. The Chinatown speakeasy Apothēke seemed perfect. I had never been there but have always heard great things. Lucky for me it was the debut of their Absinthe night.
No, this is not a sequel to The Human Centipede. No, this is not a commercial for your crappy local carpet store. Yes, this is about a man who rolls himself up in swaths of pashmina rug and relishes in the pain and pleasure of people -preferably women – preferably beautiful women- preferably beautiful women in stilettos- stepping and dancing all over his body(crotch included.) However, one particular afternoon it was me who rode on this magic carpet ride. It isn’t what Aladdin imagined,but it definitely was a whole new world.
Inside Brooklyn’s hot sauce headquarters Heatonist, I met up with Noah Chaimberg and Tyler McKusick; the world’s first hot sauce sommeliers. If you haven’t already (and shame on you if not,) read about them here.
To all of you pain junkies who have a masochistic agenda just short of causing respiratory failure when choosing hot sauces, I have one lesson to share with you; taste is important! Small-batch companies are more readily able to experiment with atypical ingredients, and their risks are redefining how and when we use hot sauces… Like for breakfast and on pancakes!
New York City is an incredible place for a lot of things…Fall isn’t one of them. While the rest of the Northeast is “leaf peeping” (a term that makes me violently uncomfortable), and humming along on tractor-drawn hayrides through uneven but charming orchard fields, picking crisp firm apples and shapely pumpkins to carve, New Yorkers continue to brunch. Bloody marys are for forgetting Fall-time FOMO. Growing up in Connecticut my feelings for pumpkins are border-line carnal, so it’s unacceptable to me that nearly everyone in the city has lost interest in the great Fall past-time of carving. You could imagine how stoked I was to discover Maniac Pumpkin Carvers, where the tradition is not only alive and well, but on steroids.
There are 2 kinds of people in this world: those who enjoy the light kick a DNA sample of Tabasco provides over a fresh egg scramble, and those who smother a hellish rain of hiccup-inducing habenero onto shitty happy hour wings. Regardless, the hot sauce landscape has been migrating away from haphazard supermarket choices to small-batch craft varieties, and at the helm of this revolution is Noah Chaimberg( right top photo) and Tyler McKusick ( left top photo). Noah and Tyler are the world’s first hot sauce sommeliers; and while the titles are self-appointed, when I met up with them at their Brooklyn-based hot sauce tasting room and store Heatonist, they gave me every reason to believe they’re well-deserved.
Scotland has this stereotype of perpetual drizzle, impenetrable cloud cover and castle remains whose graying foundation has been replaced by centuries of slow-creeping moss. Sounds depressing doesn’t it? Single malt scotch was created solely to lift the country’s rampant diagnosis of seasonal affective disorder… and in fact, any disorder. Kidding.
It was a sticky, summer night in Queens, New York. My V-neck so overburdened by humidity and sweat, it resembled a sun dress. But that didn’t stop me from throwing back a Long Island Iced Tea ( don’t judge me) and exploring the increasing popularity of ” quiet clubbing”. At first glance, you’d think you just walked into a flash mob of psychopaths; a giant cluster of people belting out a mixture of “Show Me Love” and Journey’s greatest hits all while fist-pumping and swaying to silence. Taking a closer look, you notice the quiet clubbing fundamentals : headphones, music, and a crowd.