when your soulmate is in Manhattan and you need a new date spot…
Dave's Picks | Bibs Out, Bushwick: Michelin Approves Of These 7 Local Spots
Foodie alert
Speak to Dave always aims to share the latest or greatest hot spots in the hoods we rep. So hats off to Bushwick Daily for compiling this hot hot list of Michelin approved (“good little restaurants” or bib gourmands: lower-key restaurants selected by “guide inspectors for their very good value for money”) all of which are likely walking distance from wherever you hang your chapeaus. Oh hello 16 Manhattan and 32 Varet peeps .. who’s hungry now?
Dave's Picks | NYT | ‘Zoetrope’ Review: And You Thought Your Apartment Was Small?
They say … you can start by disregarding thread count. Here’s what else the pros know that you may not.
Let’s talk about glorious sleep and the art of how we do it best. While there may be as many ways to make a bed as there are doing dishes, with myriad choices from sheets and quilts to coverlets and duvets, one secret of life is that sleep is king and rules the day and your bedding shouldn’t stress you out. In this piece experts offer suggestions for dressing our bed, not unlike dressing to express ourselves and move through life as our best self.
Dave's Picks | NYT | ‘High Maintenance’ and the New TV Fantasy of New York
Well now. In which we discuss the merits of television (“It’s not TV, Dave. It’s HBO”.) portraying our fair city . . . Do they get it right or nah?
By Willy Staley | Jan. 30, 2020
It was probably during the fourth episode of the second season of HBO’s “High Maintenance” when I finally noticed what it was up to. The show follows a weed dealer known only as The Guy while he bikes around Brooklyn, leading the viewer into his customers’ homes and lives, where the cameras remain long after he’s gone, letting us peer into their problems, quirks, traumas and anxieties. Like many representations of New York on TV, it’s loosely predicated on the notion that people who live here are inherently more interesting than people who live in, say, Milwaukee. This particular episode centers on a man named Baruch who has just left one of Brooklyn’s ultra-Orthodox sects. His hair is still twisted into payos, and he’s crashing with a friend in a squalid railroad apartment, looking for whatever work he can find by plugging search terms like “kosher jobs” into Craigslist. He tells his friend that he’s going on a date with a shiksa, one who has been asking him penetrating questions. “Wait a minute,” the friend responds. “Is she a writer?”