MassMOCA in western Mass. has a Sol LeWitt retrospective. image via
If you are a Bank of America customer, there are so, so many things to make you question that relationship… but this is not one of them! Museums on Us allows BoA cardholders free admission to more than 150 museums and institutions around the country on select weekends (like this one). Just show your BoA card at the ticket desk and you’re off to explore…So what are you doing this weekend?
This was not a garden variety safari. The destination was the Congo, and the journey was difficult, although not for Alice, who was carried most of the way by porters. Later she wrote that “If I dropped something I was quite accustomed to clap my hands and have six large, naked cannibals spring to attention and pick it up for me.”
And that was only the beginning. Alice Sheldon/James Tiptree Jr./Raccoona lived a LIFE. Alex Carnevale tells you all about it for the always-great This Recording. (Read it in full here.)
when I want to be in San Francisco and New York and Rio and Madrid at the same time, and it seems unjust that I can’t. If I had my way I’d be in love all the time all over the world with a rifle in one hand and a typewriter in the other and a bellyful of good whiskey. This limited existence is a shitty deal.”
bellyNY is a choose-your-own-adventure food tour through the nabes of NYC.
Cafe Henri, a bistro that doesn't try to fool you: this is NY, not Paris
it’s bone cold and you look like Jack Nicholson at the end of The Shining: Waddle down to Matilda [647 E. 11th St] and beg for their La Cucaracha veggie plate. Yep it says “served chilled” but you will know those three skulls are in no waychill once you scoop the melted remains of your face off the floor. Then you’ll be thawed out and ready for the rest of their Mediterranean/Mexican menu. After, sneak over to Hi-Fi [169 Avenue A] and soothe your tongue with tasty pours and their mega-mp3 jukebox. If you’re still alive/hungry at 3am, toddle into Veselka [144 2nd Ave] because nothing cozies you up better than a plate of pierogi and a beer (other than the comfort of knowing you can procure them 24/7).
your companion is a vegetarian obsessed with the protein presentation on Top Chef: Is there a better place to be meat-averse yet foodie-fixated than E. Vill? Plan far in advance and book one of the few tables at tiny Dirt Candy [430 E. 9th St] — everything on the menu is fair game for the vegetarian, from the chicken & waffles-inspired cauliflower entree to the carrot-based take on pork buns. (Oh and don’t even consider skipping the jalapeno hush puppies. You’re welcome.) Or maybe your companion wants more of an atmosphere and less of a fried-manipulated-scrumptiousity, so lead them to the haven of holistic goodness that is Quartino Bottega Organica [11 Bleecker St], where you can grab a simple, delicious organic meal in a cozy and refreshingly quiet setting. And what better way to up the presentation than the elaborate cocktails at Dutch/Danish VanDaag [103 2nd Ave] — take a couple of smoke-filled infused gin concoctions or a pitcher of their summery signature Radler drink. Just stay away from the Viking Blod because it is just wrong.
it’s your last day in town and you’re low on funds, Cafe Henri [27 Bedford St] looks like a regular cheap-chic bistro breakfast, but wait till your omelette comes out. You will be regretting wasting calories on those room service scrambles. Have a farewell mimosa at Sullivan Bistro [169 Sullivan St] and maybe have a second, since they only run you $5. Before you hail your last cab, stop at Baohaus [238 E. 14th St] for a last bite, Taiwanese bao to go. They’re rice buns, fluffy clouds ferrying food to your mouth. Get two. (Okay, three.)