No. 118 - Sleeping on the Staten Island Ferry
1,236 Words. 5 Minute Read.
It didn’t take too long to figure out the ferry was my only option. Shortly thereafter, an email arrived confirming what I was hoping to avoid: my flight was canceled. I sat on the train bewildered. I didn’t want to spend the night on the ferry, but I would if I had to. My gut started to rot with anger and shame.
No. 98 - Two Michelin Stars in FiDi
665 Words. 2 Minute Read.
I received a dinner invitation to a highfalutin downtown restaurant named SAGA. Being a non-foodie, I didn’t bother looking it up, but a few courses caught my attention, namely the Kristal caviar and beef tenderloin with truffles.
No. 91 - Silver Screen Triangle of NY
888 Words. 4 Minute Read.
But not all triangles are equal. The Bermuda Triangle seems to be a real son of a bitch for pilots. And the Golden Triangle, in Southeast Asia, is where most of the world’s opium is grown. These places give triangles a bad name. On the other hand, you have what I call the Silver Screen Triangle of New York, where movies reign supreme.
No. 90 - 1959 Pre-Embargo Montecristo No. 1
1,626 Words. 6 Minute Read.
I’ll try to explain this to non-cigar people because cigar guys know what I’m talking about. If this cigar were an automobile, it’d be a 1963 Ferrari 250 GTO, and if it were a watch, it would be a 1941 Patek Philippe Ref. 1518—which is to say it’s rare and unequivocally at the top of its game.
No. 89 - Meeting Your Heroes
535 Words. 2 Minute Read.
You can throw all that “don’t meet your heroes” bullshit out the window. This home is EXACTLY what it looks like in Wes Anderson’s magnum opus. Even though you know Margot, Richie, and Chas don’t live there, you can’t help but hope to see Pagoda step outside in his pink trousers. I even looked up to see if Mordecai was flying around.