Gut Instinct: From Xanax to Xanadu
Eggs and bacon? Ewww! A lifelong brunch hater finds bok choy bliss in Sunset Park
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Author Archive
Gut Instinct: The Birdie Chirps, euro;Cheap, Cheapeuro;
Sometimes contemplating the bill can take all pleasure out of th
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Gut Instinct: Daddy Issues
Angioplasty? Colonics? What does the future hold for an unrepent
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Bad Company
Eating with me can put you off your food
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Gut Instinct: Feeding the Feminine Mystique
Stopping for street food on the way to a real sit-down meal with
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Gut Instinct Beer Before Coffee, You’re in the Clear?
A serious case of whiskey dick (and raw nipples) during the Brooklyn Idiotarod
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Scary Bar Project: Imperial Bikers MC
At a motorcycle-club hangout, fuel up on camaraderie and potent
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An Ode to the Bowery Beer Room
I’m a hard-core Whole Foods hater, typically patronized by preachy blowhards who buy $10-a-pound organic Brussels sprouts. Despite my utter disdain, I still find myself, like moth to deadly light, drawn to the grocer’s Bowery-store beer room. It proffers serious drunkenness. On offer are 64-ounce growlers of local-fresh brew, like luscious Captain Lawrence and toothsome
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Scary Bar Project:
Scorpion Lounge & 69 Lounge
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Scary Bar Project: Maximillian Bels
Maximillian Bels 1146 Nostrand Ave. (between Midwood St. & Rutland Rd.) Flatbush, B’klyn 718-773-9199 Daylight prevents most bars from being gut-wrenchingly terrifying at 5 p.m. Then again, most bars aren’t Maximillian Bels. It’s an ancient East Flatbush dive amid Caribbean bakeries. A neon Guinness light glows warmly, and fertile plants fill a dusty window. It
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