EGG SHOP is a small slice of SoHo heaven that whips up the most important meal of the day for breakfast, lunch & dinner. Poached, scrambled, sunny side up – they got you covered in yolky yumminess. Fav bomb dot com combo: Smoke Show & Egg Salad Sandwich w/ Buttermilk Fried Chicken. Egg Shop, YOU GOT ME.
The most beautiful sight to wake up to post GASLITE – perfectly burnt bacon, panoramic pacific views, lox WITH THE CAPERS & slices of fruit to make last night’s choices taste better. If the HUNTLEY had Diet Dr. Pepper on tap, I’d be POPPING BANDZ to never leave.
Witnessed the EP of Diddy’s BET Bad Boy Family Reunion on tour @ The Garden. Caught my man MASE biff’n it Diddy style, creeped on AZIZ in the drink line, wished Lil’ Kim dropped it lower & was jazzed when Kayne busted a quickie. I can’t wait another 20 years to get a glimpse of Mase’ stutter step so here’s hoping for a reunion RENDEZVOUS in two. Haan.
GABRIEL STULMAN & co. have 5 BEAUTIFUL BABIES in the West Village. At bat: PERLA CAFE. Big fan of the sports memorabilia & hip-hop on rotation. Not to mention, the tarragon-caper aioli octopus (pictured) & their cheeseburger served w/ a kick & some TOTS. SLIDE IN a booth or bar seat & enjoy some yum-fest Italian fare tuned to 50 Cent’s greatest hits.
FISHING WITH DYNAMITE (FwD) was a must stop before the CHECK YOU LATER train left the El Porto station. FwD has a bang’n RAW bar & dishes up good vibes & bomb bites like a boss. No meal at FwD is complete without oysters, Peruvian scallops, hamachi, MARYLAND blue crab cake, Koshihikari rice, grilled octopus & hot damn do they whip up one mean key lime pie. FwD = FTW.
Hit up MSG (the good one) & got my MUY LOCO PINOCCHIO & GUCCI FLIP FLOPS on. Drizzy drizzled down on us from above & Future let his eyes twinkle for all to see. Them boys were pop’n & the Drake sandwich set was legit. Put both hands together for Hendrix, Champagne Papi & turning RUBY’S BIRTHDAY into a lifestyle.
LET’S HAVE A TOAST for VIA CAROTA & their scrumptious bites. Stepped in for a late lunch with my boy Boner & noshed on their spicy anchovy bruschetta (supes bomb dig), heirloom tomato salad & pappardelle w/ wild boar ragu. Perf spot for a leisure meal & a potential DONNIE DARKO & DEAD MAN WALKING sighting.
PRINCE STREET PIZZA holds the key to my heart. This Nolita spot slangs THICK square slices like a champ. Cop’d a few squares with my girl AP & we had to CUT IT (sharing is caring) -the Spicy Spring is OUT OF THIS WORLD. THROW SOME crushed red pep on it & sign me up.
When you’re schlepping for a shoebox (aka a NY apt), you gotta step into JACK’S WIFE FREDA once, twice or five times for a shvitzing TIMEOUT. Like my whip IN THE YEAR 2000, this spot is bangin like a ’86 Chrysler Lebaron w/ a couch front seat & a FRESH PAINT JOB. The beets benny, the cauliflower, their hot sauce…yeah buddy.
A mile long communal table down Park City’s Main St under blue skies w/ a HIGH WEST tasting menu? SAVOR THE SUMMIT – you my BEST FRIEND. From scallops to Bambi’s mom, rye whiskey to Silver Oak magnums, to Birkenstocks with & without socks. Savor the Summit was a summer night to (quasi) remember.
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