The new Norman Foster designed courtyard/food court at Boston’s Museum of Fine Arts. It’s art fair week in New York. Time to highlight the biggest museum addition of 2010. The MFA’s American art wing opened this fall at a cost of $300 million.
A Hopper from the new American art wing at the MFA.
That dude is sculpted on a Merritt Parkway bridge.
Schooners at dawn in Gloucester, MA, by Winslow Homer.
Murray Hill condos and the Midwtown tunnel vent, East 30s.
Best bar to take shrooms at: Max Fish.
Coney Island cliche.
DJ AP in the backyard of my favorite New York restaurant, Roberta’s in Bushwick.
View from the second best bar to take shrooms at: Le Bain, Standard Hotel, New York.
Four Loko and a painkiller, aka the white trash speedball.
The Lower East Side, looking south down Ludlow St.
(Nan Goldin shot.) One summer afternoon, I started fighting an East Village after being overcharged and called a “faggot.” When the bartender’s two friends came at me, I wielded a stool, jousting. It didn’t end well. Knocked out, my overall fight record went to 17 wins and 687 losses. Slightly annoyed at having a wrecked face, the next morning I headed north to the Greek Festival in Ipswich, MA, for a shellfish lunch.
Then I drove a few miles to Essex and ate more shellfish at Woodman’s, inventor of the fried clam.
Then I got hammered at the best bar in Ipswich, the lounge at the Whittier Motel. Below, a Jack on the rocks, served in a full size glass for $6.
After five drinks and Red Sox win, I got more clams at Farnham’s.
Not about to stop this bender, it was off to Gloucester House for a seafood tower.
And then we crashed the Gloucester High Class of 89 Reunion. The DJs played a lot of hard rock, Godsmack, Def Lep, GNR, and everyone was on the verge of hooking up, despite being married.
Is Blue Hill at Stone Barns America’s best restaurant? It’s certainly the best meal I’ve had in years, and one of the most unique concepts, but will they ever get a four-star Times review? It is also the exact opposite of Bowery Beef. Still, their staff were our first customers, so a shout out is required.
The bar is a less formal place to sit but they serve the full menu. Easier to get wine drunk and act like a moron there too. There’s no point in going all the way upstate for anything less than a full tasting menu. If you’re not blackout drunk by the last few courses you did something wrong. With a wine pairing, the servers never stop refilling your glass. My colleague doesn’t remember the last two hours of our five hour fiesta.
After spending a grand on a meal, I’d recommend the $60 a night TURN RIGHT OVER BRIDGE MOTEL, two exits down the parkway from Stone Barns.
After a night gorging on ten courses at Stone Barns and post-meal coitus at the TURN LEFT OVER THE BRIDGE MOTEL, nothing is more relaxing than a trip to Minnewaska Lake atop the Shawangunk Range. The ridge trail offers splendid views of the Hudson Valley:
In the past decade there’s been like two good shows on the Bowery. This was one of them. Guns N Roses played at 130am during last year’s February Fashion Week at the former CB’s space (now a sex-rocker spot).
I got kicked out right after this, during Paradise City, for being to #whiteboywasted
People hate the OC. Say it’s full of fakeness, plastic surgery and arrogance. I spent a lot of summers hanging on this beach, and some of the coolest people I’ve ever met are from here, kids who took me around the world when I was 19. Lesson: Don’t believe the hype. On winter days like today all I think about is summer sun.
Take this dude Rusty. This is us in October, kicking it at A Street, the beach of our youth. How can you fuck with that style?
Chick’s in Ipswich. John Updike once had an office down the block. Many of his books, including the swinger-manifesto Couples, were set in a fictional Ipswich.
Chick’s in Haverhill, MA. I don’t think these two Chicks have any ties, they just share an awesome name. Andre Dubus III just published a memoir about growing up in 70s Haverhill, aptly called Townie. From reading excerpts, Dubus is a much cooler, tougher Masshole than Updike (who was from Pennsylvania anyways).
A friend just stopped by the shop and said that 90s indie legends Archers of Loaf are doing a reunion tour and will play New York in May. Tonight, Archers’ former frontman Erc Bachmann is playing with his current band Crooked Fingers at the Bell House in Brooklyn. It’s bad luck to listen to the band you’re going to see on the day of the show. So we’ll be playing Archers all day. Anyone who names the song that’s on eats free.
