Life is short and as much as you’d like to spend all your waking hours exploring every single bar and restaurant in each neighborhood across the borough, there simply isn’t enough time. You need someone to cut away all the garbage and lead you to the good stuff (and the occasional good stuff hidden behind the garbage). That’s where the Best of Brooklyn comes in: The Best of Brooklyn showdown, brought to you by Dime Community Bank, is coming back for 2017 and nominations have just opened. Your input is needed to make sure your favorite dive bar, first-date-restaurant, vegan bakery and everything else you love about the borough gets the attention it deserves. (more…)
Pick your poison, crickets or mealworms. Photo by Hannah Frishberg / Brokelyn
In recent months there have been a host of opportunities around New York City to consume free sweets for the small price of a mandatory insect topping thanks to The Economist‘s wildly creative promotional pop-ups promoting bug-consumption as a protein-alternative.
Today until 4:30pm the bug brigade has put up camp in Dumbo, on the corner of Water and Jay streets, and is offering a free waffle from the beloved Wafels and Dinges food truck with one topping (Nutella, whipped cream, Speculoos or fudge) of your choice … and either mealworms or crickets. If you get both insects, you get two toppings.
But should even the brokest Brokest Brokester’s limits for taking free food break down at bugs? I tried it to find out. (more…)
The Levee is one of the last true old (as in, from 10 years ago) bars left in Williamsburg, where you can still get piss drunk on cheap beer at 1pm on a Tuesday while sitting on a cigarette-covered picnic table as a guy with ratty metal hair digs around in a vat of communal cheese balls to provide you with a non-nutritious but free bar meal of cheese dust with a Twizzler chaser. You know, the good ol’ days of the recession before any of us had jobs.
Anyway, the bar we check on every week out of fear it’s finally being turned into an M&M Store/Lexus dealership mega complex is still holding strong, and is still at it with the great street art. The bar just unveiled a new mural yesterday (above) on its North 3rd Street-facing side created by Damien Mitchell. It shows a winking Vladimir Putin taking off his Trump mask, which is to date the worst cosplay to wear to a party. Not even in your most strung out nights in the old Kokie’s days would you imagine a world where this art would be necessary in 2017. (more…)
Shapr is a new app that takes the pain out of networking. via Shapr.
Every TED Talk you’ve forced yourself to sit through agrees: Networking is important. Especially in a city like New York, it’s all about who you know. You’ve got to find some way to make some personal connections, or else your resume is bound to end up buried under used K-Cups in some HR trashcan. Even if you’re comfortable in your current role, it’s still good to meet folks at other startups around the city and learn about what else is happening in your field. You didn’t move to a city of 8 million people to meet no one new.
Enter Shapr, a new app that’s revolutionizing the way we network. The folks at Shapr brilliantly picked up on the parallels between looking for professional opportunities and looking for love, and they created an app that adapts some of the most successful and familiar features from today’s popular dating apps. However, instead of swiping for dates, you’re swiping for interesting people to meet for professional collaborations, meaningful conversations and industry friendships. It’s a mindful way to meet people in your city that allows even those in relationships to start swiping. (more…)
The Annoyance Theatre will close their Bedford Avenue location this March. Via The Annoyance / Facebook
It’s been a tough few months for the Brooklyn comedy scene. The city has is cracking down on DIY venues in the wake of Oakland’s Ghost Ship fire, world events are throwing a wrench into comedy as a whole (orsothethinkpiecessay) and now our fair borough is saying farewell (for now, at least) to two of its best spaces for new, experimental comedy: Over the Eight and the Annoyance Theatre. With that in mind, we step back and take stock in the past, present and future of Brooklyn’s comedy scene. (more…)
Keeping cozy in an oversized cardigan and bright blue turban. I love how this fashionista sat in front of a restaurant that perfectly complemented her outfit! As they say in Jurassic Park “clever girl.”
With New York Fashion Week finally over in Manhattan, we can focus our attention back on the best fashion runway there is — the streets of Brooklyn! If Manhattan’s fashion week is all about high end, expensive designers, then the Brooklyn streets are the antidote, with their vintage looks mismatched stylings. One thing that all New Yorkers can agree on is their love of black. Black is chic, always on trend and doesn’t show the dirt in this grimy city.
On this week’s street style post, we see plenty of Brooklynites in black with some pops of color starting to emerge. Check out the uber-cool looks below. (more…)
Despite the climate of fear and anticipation of rapid, negative change that has shrouded liberal hearts and minds nationwide since November, there is still one thing we can trust will remain cherished by the vast majority of humanity: money. And, to get money, most of us will need a job, preferable one we can enjoy.
We’ve combed Craigslist, kept our eyes peeled for hiring posters, and done the dirty work in finding you some of the best current job opportunities in Brooklyn. This week, our fair borough is in dire need of line cooks, food lovers, graphic artists and more. Answer the call, serve your borough — and get money for that end of month rent check. (more…)
Joe and Kenny on their beat as scooter cops. Photo via Travis Benn
In 2017 Brooklyn, the idea of having a relationship with your local beat cop feels definitively foreign: indeed, many people probably don’t even realize they have a neighborhood patrol, let alone what precinct they live in. We often think of cops’ relationships with the communities they police as exploitative, unnecessarily violent, generally problematic and far from neighborly. That perception has been a nationwide issue for years, making Joe Willins’ and Kenny Kaufman’sstory all the more inspiring.
Willins and Kaufman were beat cops assigned to Bed-Stuy’s 79th precinct back in the days when the area was defined not by its historic housing stock and rapid gentrification but by record-breaking crime, rampant drug use and poverty. They formed a “two-man homicide squad” who used their relationships with the community to make the 79th a safer neighborhood for all — and without once firing either of their guns in their 20 years of service.
Now, Willins’ neighbor Travis Benn is making a documentary, The Scooter Cops of Bed-Stuy about his and Kaufman’s adventures. Production will hopefully wrap by the end of summer, given they can find enough money. It’s certainly a welcome addition to an otherwise bleak national dialogue: a tale of two cops who were actually able to live up to the NYPD traits written on the side of squad cars: “Courtesy, Professionalism, Respect.”
“Here are these two cops interacting with the community and taking criminals off the street without humiliating them or kicking the crap out of them,” Benn said of the partners’ career and legacy. (more…)
Two’s company, but three’s a crowd, unless it’s three people going together to Poughkeepsie, in which case you might need that third person to keep your ex-husband from shimmying down the chimney to get his Oxycontin.
Finally, someone is portraying the real millennial Brooklyn. The one that confronts their Oxycontin ex-husband in Poughkeepsie.
Allow me to explain. Marnie and Desi are still being so gross, and they decide to take a road trip to romantic Poughkeepsie for reasons that remain unclear. To help mask the charade, Hannah tags along. While squirreled away in their cabin, Marnie finds Desi’s mason jar full of Oxycontin, because — twist! — he’s been addicted to Oxy this whole time. Marnie, of course, does the entirely wrong thing, smashing his mason jar and stomping on his stash, turning Desi into a full-blown Marky Mark Fear monster, smashing windows and terrorizing Hannah and Marnie for a weird horror movie segment. The whole situation allows Hannah to drop some knowledge on Marnie: Maybe she didn’t realize her husband was pounding Oxy like they’re fucking Mentos because she’s too busy always thinking of her self. Mind blown. (more…)