So, sober January. You’ve watched every movie worth watching on Netflix, seen every new release in the theater and you’ve already watched more Law & Order re-runs in your life than any human should. You’ve been to yoga, hit the treadmill and taken long walks. What does a person do to be social when the bar is off limits? Learn something new, in this case, all about cheese. Chris George is a total cheese-world star who has set up shop in Greenpoint, opening what he’s calling The World’s Smallest Cheese School on Freeman Street. Sign up for Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Cheese (In two hours), and, well, you’ll learn everything you’ve ever wanted to know about cheese. There will be ample opportunity to taste what George, who has worked everywhere from Neal’s Yard Dairy in the UK to Murray’s, Bedford Cheese Shop and The San Francisco Cheese School, is talking about. And, if you’re not teetotalling, feel free to bring libations along. The class is $50, and begins at 7pm.
Before we know it summer’s going to come to a close and it’s going to be too cold to go out. Netflix and hot toddies in our bathrobes are going to replace our nights out bar hopping and seeing live bands, and we’re gonna whine about not having enough heat in our apartments. But until […]
Between the Bike Cult Show—Brooklyn Bike Jumble’s annual exhibition of hand-built bicycles—coming up in Queens a couple weeks from now and the Bicyclists’ Ball being put on by Transportation Alternatives on Aug. 14, we’re definitely in a two-wheeled state of mind. Even without these upcoming events, summer in general is a busy time for cycling, […]
A cold, creamy beer float is sophisticated enough to banish the spring break swim-up bar stigma that’s dogged icy alcoholic drinks for years. I went to college down South, and when it was hot (which was most of the time), my roommates and I used to make pitchers of mudslides from store-bought T.G.I.Friday’s mix, drink […]
“I don’t believe in an interventionist God/But I know darling that you do.” Those are the opening lyrics to the song “Into My Arms,” which was my early introduction to the music of the legendary Australian band Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds–albeit through a now-forgotten Bill Pullman-Ben Stiller movie called Zero Effect from 1998. […]