If you’ve ever met an omnivorous Californian, you know that the surest path to his stomach is laid out on two and a half words: “In-N-Out.” Among the many topics left-coasters will waste no time picking up and taking down in a string of verses winding their way around a dispossessed yet domineering tirade, In-N-Out […]

In the past two decades, Williamsburg has built a conflicted reputation: With the onset of gentrification, what had been a patchwork of ethnic enclaves was infiltrated by a downwardly-mobile vanguard of artists and hangers-on. Renovations were made, storefronts opened, rent prices began to climb, and a new dynamic began to take hold in this gritty […]

The most memorable taxi ride I’ve ever taken was a twenty minute drive to John Paul II International Airport in Poland. After an extended week spent lounging in the countryside suburbs of Gdansk, carousing through the bars and dance floors of Sopot, eating my way through most of Krakow and observing All Saint’s Day at […]

A widower doesn’t ask much of the world. He does, however, have a lot of questions. My biggest question, of course, is: What does a widower do with his free time? I never realized what a depressingly lonely activity watching cable news every night is until I started doing it by myself. Beyond the founding […]

I’ve been in New York City for two weeks. It tastes like this:

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Midtown Manhattan is taking a midday shower. I’ve been hopping trains all morning, dealing death blows to loose ends. In my right hand is an acoustic guitar. In my left is five dollars of the finest street food in New York City.

I was last confronted with the famed halal gyro cart of 53rd and […]