Get motivated, or not.
Our favorite motivational speaker of all time remains Matt Foley, the greasy haired tub of energy who lived in a VAN down by the RIVER (though a close second may soon be Method Man). But tonight in a studio down by the river, you can find some of our newest favorite non-motivational speakers as part of Gelf Magazine’s free recurring series. Speakers are Amy Sohn, star author and bête noire of the Park Slope strollerati; Baruch Herzfeld, Orthodox bike shop owner and de facto Henry Kissinger of the Hasid-Hipster Williamsburg Wars; and Dr. Jay Parkinson, Brooklyn’s handsome bearded “digital doctor“—founder of Hello Health and one of Esquire’s 2009 Best and Brightest “Radicals and Rebels Who Are Changing the World.” Read the rest of this entry »
On the weekend of the Brooklyn Book Festival, a collection of foodie and literary types (and some, like myself, who are a little of both) gathered in my Park Slope living room to determine which was the best of a selection of extra virgin olive oils that can be found for $10 or less in Brooklyn supermarkets.
As the author of a memoir of good food and bad boyfriends entitled I Loved, I Lost, I Made Spaghetti, I am an Italian cook, proud of my palate, if not my taste in men. I’ve hosted such competitions before and can tell you, because I’ve tried all of them, where in Brooklyn the best mozzarella (Lioni Latticini), and the best Italian sausage (M&S Prime Meats) can be found. I am also somewhat frugal—something to do with my father and Italy after the war—and believe that the brand of olive oil I regularly buy on sale at my local Key Food is perfectly fine. When Faye Penn, Brokelyn’s editor, suggested we do this competition, I jumped at the chance—happy for the opportunity to make sure I was throwing the few dollars I invest in olive oil in the right direction. Read the rest of this entry »
Amy Sohn.
By now you’ve heard all about Amy Sohn’s devil-wears-mom-jeans satire Prospect Park West, which is kicking up controversy among the Connecticut Muffin crowd. Tonight the author braves the flying organic heirlooms with a reading tonight at Cobble Hill’s Book Court, where all of our favorite writers seem to be turning up these days. (Holla Anna Jane Grossman next Monday!). We asked Amy for her favorite local bargains, not because they have much to do with her novel, whose characters seem rather more status-obsessed than their creator, but because… that’s what we do. Read the rest of this entry »
Perhaps you’ve already raced through Amy Sohn’s Prospect Park West in three sittings at the Barnes & Noble on Seventh Avenue. (And if you haven’t read it, what are you waiting for? If the answer is, “an extra $16.50” put a copy on hold at the library here.) Or maybe you saw the recent New York Times’ piece, which reported that part of her book is based on a couple of swingers who actually posted on the Park Slope Parents listserv a couple of years back looking for willing couples to romp with. Funny because, who would volunteer to sleep with the mother superiors and candy-ass dads who populate the PSP message boards? (We paid our $25 to join so leave us alone.) Isn’t there, like, a Swedish frisbee club you could hit up? Where do swingers find each other these days, now that Plato’s Retreat is a distant memory of a pre-AIDS era? Burning questions, all. In the mean time, here’s a reprint of the original swingers’ posts, courtesy of PSP, followed by a couple of choice comments. Read the rest of this entry »
See you at Two Boots! Photo by AP.
Today’s Post looks to have the biggest story in Brooklyn since the Dodgers left town: real-estate scoopmeister Jennifer Gould Keil is reporting “rumors” that Sarah Jessica Parker, mom of new twins via a surrogate, bought Jennifer Connelly’s double-wide brownstone at 17 Prospect Park West for $8.45 million and is currently renovating the house. Read the rest of this entry »
You can’t tell this from looking at the picture, but hidden in the glare of the spotlight is Borough President Marky Markowitz being sworn in by Mayor Mike at the Park Slope Armory last night. The photo is so awful because we were actually on stage behind them at this fancy shmancy politico-love-fest! Read the rest of this entry »
Get motivated, or not.
Our favorite motivational speaker of all time remains Matt Foley, the greasy haired tub of energy who lived in a VAN down by the RIVER (though a close second may soon be Method Man). But tonight in a studio down by the river, you can find some of our newest favorite non-motivational speakers as part of Gelf Magazine’s free recurring series. Speakers are Amy Sohn, star author and bête noire of the Park Slope strollerati; Baruch Herzfeld, Orthodox bike shop owner and de facto Henry Kissinger of the Hasid-Hipster Williamsburg Wars; and Dr. Jay Parkinson, Brooklyn’s handsome bearded “digital doctor“—founder of Hello Health and one of Esquire’s 2009 Best and Brightest “Radicals and Rebels Who Are Changing the World.” Read the rest of this entry »
On the weekend of the Brooklyn Book Festival, a collection of foodie and literary types (and some, like myself, who are a little of both) gathered in my Park Slope living room to determine which was the best of a selection of extra virgin olive oils that can be found for $10 or less in Brooklyn supermarkets.
As the author of a memoir of good food and bad boyfriends entitled I Loved, I Lost, I Made Spaghetti, I am an Italian cook, proud of my palate, if not my taste in men. I’ve hosted such competitions before and can tell you, because I’ve tried all of them, where in Brooklyn the best mozzarella (Lioni Latticini), and the best Italian sausage (M&S Prime Meats) can be found. I am also somewhat frugal—something to do with my father and Italy after the war—and believe that the brand of olive oil I regularly buy on sale at my local Key Food is perfectly fine. When Faye Penn, Brokelyn’s editor, suggested we do this competition, I jumped at the chance—happy for the opportunity to make sure I was throwing the few dollars I invest in olive oil in the right direction. Read the rest of this entry »
Amy Sohn.
By now you’ve heard all about Amy Sohn’s devil-wears-mom-jeans satire Prospect Park West, which is kicking up controversy among the Connecticut Muffin crowd. Tonight the author braves the flying organic heirlooms with a reading tonight at Cobble Hill’s Book Court, where all of our favorite writers seem to be turning up these days. (Holla Anna Jane Grossman next Monday!). We asked Amy for her favorite local bargains, not because they have much to do with her novel, whose characters seem rather more status-obsessed than their creator, but because… that’s what we do. Read the rest of this entry »
Perhaps you’ve already raced through Amy Sohn’s Prospect Park West in three sittings at the Barnes & Noble on Seventh Avenue. (And if you haven’t read it, what are you waiting for? If the answer is, “an extra $16.50” put a copy on hold at the library here.) Or maybe you saw the recent New York Times’ piece, which reported that part of her book is based on a couple of swingers who actually posted on the Park Slope Parents listserv a couple of years back looking for willing couples to romp with. Funny because, who would volunteer to sleep with the mother superiors and candy-ass dads who populate the PSP message boards? (We paid our $25 to join so leave us alone.) Isn’t there, like, a Swedish frisbee club you could hit up? Where do swingers find each other these days, now that Plato’s Retreat is a distant memory of a pre-AIDS era? Burning questions, all. In the mean time, here’s a reprint of the original swingers’ posts, courtesy of PSP, followed by a couple of choice comments. Read the rest of this entry »
See you at Two Boots! Photo by AP.
Today’s Post looks to have the biggest story in Brooklyn since the Dodgers left town: real-estate scoopmeister Jennifer Gould Keil is reporting “rumors” that Sarah Jessica Parker, mom of new twins via a surrogate, bought Jennifer Connelly’s double-wide brownstone at 17 Prospect Park West for $8.45 million and is currently renovating the house. Read the rest of this entry »
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