On Surprise Parties, Fat Pants, and a Little Something Called a “Fleet Prep Kit”
On Monday S wandered into my office, sat down on the futon, and motioned for me to join him there. He put his arm around me, and gently broke the news: My surprise 40th birthday party was canceled. Since I had no idea he was planning anything (see: surprise party), the announcement that it wasn’t ...Keep Reading
Have You Eaten at The Queen’s Hideaway Yet?
I was just over at this Greenpoint gem, chatting with the chef-owner, Liza Queen. Now that the weather’s turned cold (and the greenmarket offerings are slimming), she’s been having a lot of fun with sturdier, heartier fare. And she’s got two big developments: First, they now accept reservations! That’s big news since waits were approaching ...Keep Reading
