Let’s make a trip to the Bodega

Last week there was an article that was going around that some tech gurus were considering replacing New York’s iconic bodegas with a vending machine style of business. This got some traction on twitter and naturally I chimed in with less than 140 characters;

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I have always been a fan of locally owned joints over chain establishments. Not only do you keep someone in business you also better service and have a better experience. Now I am not going to debate the whole “is it a bodega, a deli, or a corner grocery” that has gone on for years. According to Google a bodega has the following items in it;

  • A Bodega Cat hanging around the store
  • Dusty ass grocery items on the shelves
  • Individually sold items that aren’t really supposed to be sold (ie single cigarettes, sleeves of crackers, hostess cupcakes)
  • Very strange and general items (ie pantyhose, household items)
  • Nothing organic or Vegan (my kind of store)

Ms Lee runs the Bodega down the street from our apartment. She is a very friendly woman and has a pretty good Sausage, Egg and Cheese on a roll that I get on the weekends. You almost feel like you have to support her as she works 6 days a week from morning to night. It is where I get my weekly flowers for momma, an occasional diet coke and if I need to overpay for some Bud Light she is my girl.

IMG_1698Here is the store on E74th street and 1st Ave

IMG_1699If you need any kindling for a fireplace I got the place

IMG_1700Raul is what I can imagine a contract employee who runs the flowers

IMG_1702The Soft Drink cooler

IMG_1701Not the best prices on produce as compared to the street vendors but that is cool

IMG_1703Here is where the Ass Rape occurs. $10.00 a 6 pack

IMG_1704I think the only reason that they carry all the seasonings is because Nino’s is nearby and they run out of stuff.

IMG_1705She does keep a tidy store

IMG_1706Deli and Flat Top for Food Orders (yeah I guess it can be considered a corner grocery store but it hits all the bodega check lists)

IMG_1707Notice how they keep the Candy on the lower shelves? That is so the kids can see it

IMG_1708Mrs. Lee wasn’t feeling it for the picture

Go support Local!

 

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The Mother of all Eye-Talian Festivals – San Gennaro Festival

Go ahead and make your snide comment why don’t you. I get it all the time; You look Irish, sound like you are from Texas but you have vowel at the end of your last name so you are Eye-Talian? If you are a New York Italian and grew up here you probably have a San Gennaro Festival story of some sort. Even with the shrinking Little Italy this festival is everything that you dream about.

The festival is a celebration of Faith to the Patron Saint of Naples, Italy and is a festive atmosphere with tons of food, and religions processions. It also is a fundraiser for the Figli di San Gennaro the not for profit organization that gives  to neighborhood schools, parishes and other charities. TRANSATION – You eat and drink a little too much but it is ok because it helps the kids, capiche?

Mrs. Trumpet and I headed down there on Saturday afternoon after my trip to the grocery store and as expected, it was asshole to elbow. The main part of the festival is on Mulberry street so the local businesses and restaurants put out tents to allow patrons to purchase food or drink. With the tents and the people, it is mobbed (see what I did there KLC Man and RMT?)  so we ducked into a local bar on Spring street to have a rest and beer. Oh and yes, I tried a couple dishes and even Mrs. Trumpet got her a corn dog that unfortunately, wasn’t very good. A good time was had by all!

IMG_1721But before we start with the pictures, let’s take a selfie like the kids do.

IMG_1710For any Fundraiser you got to have rides for the kids. Thankfully we left the Little Bastid at home so we had beer money instead.

IMG_1711Little Man riding the Jumping Star was a hoot, he was having the best time and was commanding a good audience too!

IMG_1712The Bracciole they make up here isn’t like I was used to from the Giovanni’s days.

IMG_1713Trust me when I say it was way more crowded than this picture lets on.

IMG_1714Toasted Rav – I have had better but hey one has to eat something right?

IMG_1716I bet that you can get a decent line on the Notre Dame game in here.

IMG_1717You get a free pass if you drink at a Church event.

IMG_1719We were in search of a clean bathroom and cold beer

IMG_1718No it isn’t a Bud Light, you have to go Native down in Little Italy and have a Peroni

IMG_1723No Jackass we aren’t taking a pic of you, we are taking a pic of the meat in tube form on a stick.

IMG_1722S/O to my work Wife

IMG_1726Since we were good and gave to the church we decided to head over to Milano’s Bar on Houston Street for some Bud Light. That and “I know a guy” who used to own it too!

IMG_1728Classic New York drink – Beer and a shot

Not a bad way to spend a Saturday

 

 

The Boushy Wine Tasting Email

It is no secret that while I am out there beating the streets selling my bus tickets to the tourists Mrs. Trumpet sits in her Ivory tower eating bon-bons and surfing the internet. Earlier this week I get an email that she forwarded to me regarding a deal on a wine tasting in Chelsea near the High Line. I looked at the email and went on with my day. Later that evening she asks me if I saw the email and what did I think. If you know anything about me there are 3 questions that is always a hard “yes”;

  • Do you want to make a trip to the beach?
  • Would you like cheese on that?
  • Do you want a beer/something with alcohol in it?

Needless to say Mrs. Trumpet reserved us a spot along with Z squared and Lady Barrister since Mr. 3 First Names was away on business. Lady Barrister and I met up for a drink since we were both in the same part of town and made our way to the address on 10th Avenue. We get to the building and make our way to the 2nd floor. The venue that we were having this wine tasting you ask? It is the Mother Fucking Moet Hennessey Corporate Offices! Hey LVD, Neighbor, and Katie (Not Mac the Katie who loses all of her shit when she visits NYC) you may want to get a tissue and clean the drool off of your iFoam or computer during the picture section of this worthless dribble.

The event was a blind tasting that is a fundraiser for Wheeling Forward  which helps people with disabilities here in New York. We made our way through the tasting trying to select the grape, region, year and country TRANSLATION – We didn’t have a friggin clue so we circled a bunch of stuff and swilled wine. Later that evening we made our way for burgers and finished up at Old Town Tavern since it was rather warm and humid in the city that night.

IMG_1681No this isn’t what we drank, this is a picture of one of my work counterparts who thought it was ok to order an un-masculine ass pink drink. Yes I busted chops and he drank it with pinky out too! *what JR – you think I wasn’t going to comment on that?*

IMG_1683I mean they have a fucking Champagne Vending Machine….Enough Said! *LVD, Neighbor and Katie – I have the address saved in my iFoam on your next visit*

IMG_1684All the displays of current bottle launches

IMG_1685Progression of the Moet Vintages

IMG_1682This was harder than you think.

IMG_1689You have to Pick the Grape, Country of Origin, Region or State and Year

IMG_1690Towards the end of the tasting it was “I think it is a red wine!”

IMG_1691Then naturally we had to finish the night drinking copious amounts of Bud Light.

Not a bad way to start off the weekend if you ask me!

 

 

Bonus Post since it is Friday! #CBTCares

IMG_1580What did they do to Jack outside this bar? Sacrilege I tell you

IMG_1583We took a boat trip over the Labor Day weekend. Hey Schmalls my dingy is bigger than your whole boat.

IMG_1582Quaint little boat town and only if we could have known where we were.

IMG_1584We found a Mexican bar after our boat ride

IMG_1585All was right with the world after I got me a “EM Special”

Shout out to my bar wife on the birth of her first child.

 

Pics of The Week

Sorry I have been slacking as of late. This job thing is really getting in the way of my blogging. Oh wait, this sucker doesn’t pay for shit so you may see about 2 posts a week. Anyway here are some good pics from the past couple of weeks.

IMG_1672Always good to see Murph in the Big Apple. Murph and I both worked for a small University back in the day. That means that we didn’t make much money when we worked there but when we die we automatically get a  “get into heaven free” no questions asked pass. Well…..Murph will get in, I may have to do some ‘penance’

IMG_1607Couple pic of us from the Pipes and Drums Prom

IMG_1676Here I go taking up for Bodegas and one bends me over for a 6 pack

IMG_1661Went to Trader Joe’s for Vino

IMG_1588Pic on the left is Momma on her first day of School. On the right is our child on his first day of the 5th grade. Me and the dogs are pretty proud!

I have some extra pics and will try to post at lunchtime today! Have a good weekend!

 

 

 

FDNY Emerald Society Pipes and Drums Prom

Unless you have been living under a rock you would know that we know a couple “guys” in the band. We have been known to run into them at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel for events and even on the banks of the Mississippi River. A couple of weeks back when we went to Boulud Sud with the Murphranks afterwards we went for drinks. During our discussion on the lack of Irish Bars in Manhattan (inside joke) we we decided to book a couple seats at the forenamed title’s prom.

The event was in Flushing Queens which if you didn’t know is also where the US Open Tennis tournament was being held. Drinks and light apps were held in one room while we were treated to a very nice 3 course meal with wine service. Oh and naturally there was open bar service that could sedate a small village. Thanks to Mr. 3 First Names and Lady Barrister for the invite. We had a blast hanging at the table and felt like a Mac Truck hit us on Saturday too!

IMG_1597Very Nice Invitation as compared to an evite or group text

IMG_1613You got to have the boys play the pipes and beat on the drums

IMG_1603Meanwhile Rafa was kicking the absolute shit out of DelPotro on the Arthur Ashe Court

IMG_1604The iconic World Fair Display from back in the day.

IMG_1643Not sure what is going on here but I had no idea that Skippy was so ‘folically challenged’

IMG_1647My wife Forever the Band Geek!

 

IMG_1640Liam and the boys/executive committee

IMG_1638The founding members of the FDNY Emerald Society

IMG_1654Like I said, it was a good night as we found this on the nightstand Saturday Morning!

It was good to see everybody and have everyone dressed up too!

 

 

Carbunkle Trumpet Takes his show to the West Side

Sorry for the dead airspace, I have been kinda busy as of late. First of all, best of luck to UWS Holly as she heads ‘south of the border’ on Friday. We had a couple of Umqombothi’s last night to celebrate her new address. Anyway, now that Summer is over (literally I was debating wearing a puffy vest to the bar for Holly’s going away party) and the weather is supposed to be low 70’s this weekend I guess we will put those beach chairs away that we bought away for the winter.

This past Labor Day Weekend we had a couple crappy days of weather but decided to head over to the West Side for 2 reasons. One to head to Zabars Grocery on the West Side so that I could purchase a replacement gasket for my Eye-Talian coffee pot and to look around. And secondly because Mrs. Trumpet has never visited Zabars so we decided to make it a family trip.

Once again Zabars did not disappoint as we walked up and down the aisles avoiding the throngs of people trying to get a ‘smidgen’ of smoked mussels from what I hear is “To Die For!” After deciding that we could not afford the FDNY fine for having an open flame in the UES for a proper grilling party we headed further north. So you have heard us talk about the Murphranks right? So Lady Barrister went to undergrad at Columbia on the UWS so we decided to give that a look. We understand that they have a pretty good football team and are in the hunt for the National Championship. Funny thing is that we never found a football stadium but the Quad was pretty effin sweet.

I hear that they can beat Bama…..

IMG_1569So I have lived here for 2 years so I needed a new pair of “hipster hooves” as Mrs. Trumpet calls them. She is just jealous that I am not as puffy. #prayforRobo

IMG_1551Look above the bottled Water on that cart – You see that people have ordered charcoal to be delivered in the UWS. Where are they doing this grilling? Can a brother get an invite? Hello…..Is this effing thing on?

IMG_1570Have you ever tried to walk through Zabar’s grilling section with a raging hard-on? That was me this past Saturday…

IMG_1573Ahem RJ – You may need to check on the Asian Fireman. He is either slipping, cleaning the guest house, or preparing for Lightbulb. I gave him a reminder on my Quality Check. #robocares

IMG_1571The Walk of Champions at Columbia University

IMG_1572No that is not the Jefferson Monument in DC – That is the library at Columbia

142988855028617067891128_f27ec907fc_b-720x480So we also ventured to Streetbird. I don’t know if you have heard of a guy by the name of Marcus Samuelsson and his visit to Memphis but he had a blast. We figured that we would give him equal props. Blog Post to follow later.

IMG_1575Here you go you Gluten Free/BBQ Grill hating Work Husband Bastard. Hope you had a great poop because of these. FYI – These taste like shit.

Have a good day and Best of Luck to my Bar wife as she expels a child today!

 

How Many Effin Times do I have to tell you…..

I am not from fucking Texas, I am from Memphis!

This happens to me at least 3 times a week. I will be speaking to someone for work, pleasure, whatever and they ask me the same question. “So what part of Texas are you from?” Don’t get me wrong, Texas is having a going through a bunch of shit right now and my thoughts are with you. But can someone from the South explain to me in 140 characters or less why everyone thinks I am from Texas?

It happened to me just yesterday when I went to The Cigar Inn Robo Daycare. I went for a break, a cigar, and some light ball busting with the boys. One of the Goombas *Editors note – I am a 4th Generation Italian and have earned the right to ‘politely’ but also ‘respectfully’ bust the chops of my fellow Italians chops within reason* asked me if everything was ok at home. I asked him what he was referring to and this was the exchange;

Paulie – “Kid, I figured you were from Texas and that’s where that Hurricane hit.”
Me – “Hey Paulie (not his real name) what makes you think that I am from Texas?”
Paulie – “Kid, you mean that accent isn’t from Texas? Where you from? You say Sir and Mam like you were raised by Dominican Nuns with a 3 foot yardstick.”
Me – “I originally from Memphis, but why does everyone think I am from Texas?”
Paulie – “We never met anyone from Memphis who put up with our shit and didn’t piss us off at the same time. Hey kid, if you ever want to come to the Trump back room let us know. Just wear slacks and ignore Joey Pots and Pans.”

Now I could fill this worthless dribble with numerous stories like this but I acknowledge that I would lose my 12 readers. That and since UWS Holly is moving WAY south, I need to keep it real. First of all, my thoughts, prayers, good ju-ju to all my friends in Texas, Louisiana, and all parts south. May God Bless the Cajun Navy and all volunteers who have driven south with a boat in tow to help a complete stranger in dire need. It makes my heart happy seeing things like this.

*cutting to the chase now*

Now depending on when you read this worthless dribble….Friday is sadly the ‘unofficial’ end of summer with the Labor Day weekend starting at noon. In Memphis all of the old school attorneys *looking at you Ziggy* would gather dressed in their finest Seersucker suit at the Peabody Hotel to have a ‘libation’. I have always believed that any true southern gentlemen should possess a Seersucker suit and if it isn’t ruined by Labor Day one should wear it with pride. *FZ – you taking notes* For on Friday I shall celebrate my southern upbringings, funny sayings but most importantly……By Gawd…..Get ready for Southern College Football.

Below is a meal we cooked this past Sunday for no other reason than to celebrate the south!

IMG_1545Shout out to my favorite Food Photographer for this killer recipe.

IMG_1541Had to make this one for Nanny. She will be missed and we are glad to have known her.

IMG_1543Rock-Mo is going to give me some shit because I am not using freshly ground meat but I was in a bind on Sunday. At least I labeled the seasoning….

IMG_1542Roasted Corn and Long Island Tomatoes with Balsamic Vinegar and Fresh (like 4 hours old) Mozzarella Cheese

IMG_1547So yes, I am adding Ashley’s Pimento Cheese with Rock-Mo’s Burgers and Russell George’s Sautéed Onions. You fuckers in the south can eat Panchos Cheese Dip everyday and have Fried Green Tomatoes.

 

IMG_1548I am not going to see my GP doctor for a couple weeks after eating this meal.

Have a good Labor Day Weekend.

 

Rockaway – The Beach within Reach

My non Memphian readers are probably scratching their heads wondering what that means. I was referring to the old Maywood Beach that is now a residential community. So last week we went to Long Island and hung out at Jones Beach with friends. This weekend, after we made a purchase from Tommy Bahama, we decided we would keep it local and head to Rockaway Beach. Our trusted mixologist who is a beach bum at heart was touting up Rockaway Beach at the beginning of the summer. After a couple quick “where should we go…aka drink” messages we took our show on the road and headed on the A Train. Door to door it takes roughly an hour and a half to get to Far Rockaways and there is nothing better than toting your beach chairs and cooler on the Subway because you know people deep down are jealous.

I confirmed with Time Out and we decided to head to the Beach 67th Street stop. We arrived and the beach was pretty much empty. At first we were wondering if we were in the right spot. I mean we had the pick of the beach as the only people on the beach were surfers or surfer families. It was after a couple of hours that we realized why this beach was almost abandoned. The beach were on was a “Surfers Only” beach. Meaning that you are not allowed to go swimming. You recall last week when I spoke about the water temperature? Trust me, unless it absolutely necessary (aka I have to go pee) I am not getting in that water anytime soon. Pretty much you waited until the ‘life guard’ who would ride by on his ATV was gone to go stand waist deep in the water. We liked that beach and plan on going back.

Bikini’s R Forever suggested that we head to Connolly’s for after Beach frozen drinks. There is nothing better than having frozen Pina Coladas in an Irish Bar (what are the odds) in bathing suits and smelling of suntan lotion. Oh and the Pina Coladas that they serve? You want to make sure you ask for “a sinker” which is just a dollar extra. After ‘running out of money’ (Connolly’s is cash only) we decided to try the NY Ferry and unfortunately it was a bust. The line was too long and we were risking not making the ferry before they stopped the shuttle. We ended up taking an Uber which will sting the pocketbook but it was getting dark and the Monkey heads were waiting.

All in all we loved the Rockaways and Far Rockaways. Great little beach town and if we didn’t have this place here in the city we would actually think of moving out there. Sure it is cold as balls on the water but for 100 days it would be killer. Thanks Andi for the suggestions and we got the first round at Connolly’s next weekend.

image1Got to love that Q Train!

IMG_1504This was the view when we arrived at 11AM on Saturday. Nobody was here!

IMG_1507Interesting choice of Beach Umbrella

IMG_1508Waiting on the Life Guard to leave so they can go Pee swimming

IMG_1509Overlooking the Beach from the 67th street Boardwalk

IMG_1510Don’t let the Cherry Fool you – These are deadly!

IMG_1535After we decided the Ferry was not a viable option we had a drink at bar near the Bay

IMG_1506I mean who doesn’t love a good Surfing Beach.

Two weekends in a row and 2 beach trips. Notice a pattern here?

Pictures of the Week

It was a great week last week and I have the bank statements to prove it!

IMG_1491What this really means is that you should double up on Gold Bond

IMG_1476Friends of ours were in town on Saturday so we met up and had a drink. It was so great seeing them.

IMG_1468Anyone need some Corn? The Farmers Market at Union Square is legit!

IMG_1469We tore it up at the end of Restaurant Week.

IMG_1471Then we tore our livers up!

IMG_1466You can’t tell because of the shadow but “The Water Line” on my pants was up to my knee. The Friday Rain was a bitch!

Have a good weekend folks!