Food porn replaces real smut. But will slavering metrosexual men notice?
Peep World, the porn shop located near Madison Square Garden, is closing down to make way for a "very large gastropub." Counter in the East Village is sticking around longer than expected because the restaurant that is supposed to replace it, an East Village outpost of Empellon, is waiting for its liquor license.
The English just can’t name their candy bars, says writer from the country which gave us ‘Oh Henry!’.
Last weekend I reported on my visit to the London Candy Co., and described in superficial detail its confectionary offerings. You didn’t think I’d leave empty handed, did you? Rather, I picked out five candy bars with the stupidest names, intent on trying them and rendering a critical opinion. The store demonstrates how much more vital and competitive the English candy bar industry is, with chocolate companies constantly inventing new products, and giving them extreme names. Here are my tasting notes.
Eighties-style pizza topping given back her dignity
After seeing wrought iron pineapples all over the West Village and wondering what they meant, I decided to investigate. Painted garish red, and the only one left of what once was a pair, this pineapple lingers on Hudson Street. For centuries after the pineapple was introduced into Europe by Columbus at the end of the 15th century from the island of Guadelupe, the fruit remained the sweetest thing anyone had ever tasted. And it quickly became a symbol of both hospitality and the high life.
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