Last week I saw Silence! The Musical, the musical parody of cult horror film The Silence of the Lambs. I’m usually terrified of scary movies (and plays), but the humorous songs in this show calmed my nerves despite its murder-filled plot. For those who’ve seen the Anthony Hopkins/Jodie Foster classic, the show is likely even funnier.
One of the easiest ways for city dwellers to pass the time while commuting in NYC is to read the numerous advertisements on the subway trains. These ads run the gamut—everything from whiskey ads to airline offers. One particular ad campaign that caught my eye a while back was for the Brooklyn Academy of Music, or BAM.
A few weeks ago, I went to East of Eighth Restaurant & Bar—a contemporary bistro in Chelsea. I have a few haunts in the area, but surprisingly had never heard of this particular establishment. I went with a friend who used to work a few doors down, and, is by self-acknowledgment, “a regular.”
There are several worthwhile winter activities in New York City, and a skate around the famous ice rink at Rockefeller Center is definitely one that should top your list. The rink, which sits at the bottom of the sunken plaza at 30 Rockefeller Plaza, is a great place for both seasoned skaters and newbies to show off their skills.
There are a lot of reasons to love my neighborhood—Inwood in Uptown Manhattan, but few can actually convince my friends who live downtown or in other boroughs to spend an hour on the train to visit me. One thing that’s really worth the trek is Indian Road Café.
As I might have mentioned before, I was “this close” to going to art school. I decided on a career in journalism; however, if I ever decide to add a few letters after my name, I’d probably opt for a Master’s Degree in something art related. Because I went to a high school for the visual and performing arts, several classmates did go on to colleges focused on art, and many of them opted for Pratt Institute—an art college with its main campus in Brooklyn and satellite campuses in Manhattan and Utica.
I first heard about Amsterdam Tavern from the fictional novel, “Ellington Boulevard” by Adam Langer. Although Langer referred to the watering hole by another name in his book, I had a weird feeling it was based on a real bar.
A few weeks ago, my boyfriend and I went to ABC Kitchen—an awesome eatery near Union Square—for dinner. He had been searching for new places to try and stumbled upon the restaurant. Its excellent reviews didn’t even do it justice: absolutely everything was delicious.
In November, I went to a birthday party at Duet 53—a karaoke spot in Midtown. It had been a few years since I last took to the mic, so I was a little nervous. My past karaoke experiences have gone one of two ways: novice singers have to stand on an intimidating stage in a crowded bar, or everyone has to sit around a table and pass the mic—meaning, everyone has to participate.
A few coworkers recently enjoyed lunch at Darbar Grill, an Indian restaurant in Midtown. When they got back to the office, they couldn’t stop raving about the place. Of course, now I want to try it! I was told the lavish lunch buffet is delicious and to definitely try the chicken tikka masala.