Maybe your boyfriend thinks he’s a Scrabble bigshot and beats you by two hundred points, every time you play, even though YOU were the English major. To exact your revenge, throw a party, get these Scrabble coasters (“scroasters,”) stay sober while everyone else gets drunk, and play a game. Then we’ll see who’s really the wordsmith. If you can’t at least get one triple word score, then well, maybe there’s no hope for you as a Scrabble champ. Bonus: there’s no board so these things won’t go flying when you pull a Teresa Giudice. $22 for set of 54 at Fred Flare.
Brooklynites are in all your face all week long: they’re running for president, they’re fighting our superheroes, they’re accompanying their wives to the Super Bowl. They rise and fall with the tides of popular opinion or occasionally under the scrutiny of congressional hearings. To help you keep track of who’s up and who’s down, we made […]
Paris is alive and well in Brooklyn. I catch snippets of French as I enter the subway. Bistro cuisine is almost as prevalent as ramen bars. And, no matter where I shop for wine, someone’s always suggesting that “super affordable bottle of Beaujolais.” The latest addition in this Francophile-ification of the borough? BK’s first-ever Maison […]