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ATTN BREEDERS: If You're Not Already Making Your Kid's Halloween Costume, You're A Bad Parent

Halloween is just around the corner, but us Park Slope parents have had the occasion on our minds for a hella long time already.
Everyone knows NYC takes Halloween crazy seriously. Last year I was in Manhattan and didn't see one kid dressed up, yet every adult was dressed in the whackest shit ever. I even saw a police man dressed up like it was ain't no thing.

Park Slope is no exception, except here the focus is on costuming our precious children.  I swear, it's all the 6 o'clock crowd of parents at the park seem to talk about.

However, the Halloween pop-up shop and the "offish" Lady Gaga costumes can go suck some dick, because apparently hand-made outfits are where its at. Yeah, there will be the usual number of  spider men n' junk, but their costumes will be made out of felt and they'll have hemp webs spewing out of their hands. In fact, I predict more than a few costumes will be making their way down 7th Ave made out of recyclable materials, possibly with eco friendly themes. I mean, there's nothing more adorable than a child with "save our planet" embroidered on their onesie, right?
In case you need inspiration, Homecrafted Halloween over at Ohdeedoh reccomends using a loom to make your kid's Draco Malfoy scarf. [ed note: DUH].
It's SO ON other moms. I began felting my wool months ago.


Signs of the Times

Ha! Gallows humor from the peanut gallery. At least nobody lost any body parts on this, the summer's original bad driving site.


Also, the eye-catching marketing sign below, which confirmed that my seven-year-old can indeed read.

"Please don't sell me, mommy."

Send us your signage and we can start an occasional photo series. Or not. We don't really care either way.


FIPS CARES: Help a FIPS Reader Eat the World

You don't get a WHASSUP from me today, because if you were paying attention before, you would already know that the Park Slope Restaurant Tour is going down tonight. (See how I just stealthily reminded your non-TeuxDeux-using asses?)

However, in the spirit of all things delicious, Imma give you something to do instead, and that is help out a fellow Brooklynite. BCUZ FIPS CARES.  Here's the deal: FIPS reader, chef, and former Sloper (she's now a nomad for this project) Adrian is collecting recipes for a cookbook. She says:

I've been working on a project over the last 6 months.  It's called World Supper Adventure, which is based around collecting home recipes for a cookbook that involves me asking people "What is your favorite meal to cook for a guest?"

She's gonna travel around, cook delicious shit, and then make you a book so you can do the same.  She wants your recipes, the contact info for your crazy aunt Галина in Motherland Russia, and your dollaz for Kickstarter, too.  If you want to help this lovely lady out and see what's up with the project, here's your info.

And that's WHASSUP. Now I'm hungry.



Scott, one of our readers sent us a message regarding this past week's car accident in front of Junior's.  A few pedestrians were injured pretty badly, but it seems that some good karma will come out of it, at the very least.

Check it:

"Apparently, the owner of the store acted quickly and was able to move the car and free up the couple that was pinned in between. They were both seriously injured but the guy's leg was saved and the woman is going to be OK. A third elderly man was also hurt but not as seriously as the other two. The interesting twist to the story is that the couple was on their way to Yom Kippur services at PSJC on 14th Street, and the owner of Junior's is a West Bank Palestinian (a great local merchant, sweet generous guy, great neighbor) whose fast rescue actions, along with a nurse who happened to be walking past, may very well have helped save the injured guy's leg. Amidst all the sectarian madness in this world, this kind of basic human decency and compassion is reassuring and it's heartening to see it in action in our neighborhood."

We have no idea if this shit is true, but even if it isn't, let's pretend it is, because it's just so goddamn heartwarming.


WHO GIVES A SHIT: Takeout Menu Hell

OK, so most of you probs have that little red sign in front of your fancy brownstones that says DO NOT DROP MENUS HERE BY PENALTY OF BEING PUT ON ALERT AT THE COOP, or whatever they actually say.  So, when restaurants ignore your sign and leave menus on your doorstep, does their unwelcome appearance actually affect your decision about whether or not to patronize the place?

At my old place, I used to get my feathers ruffled for a hot second and then generally forget about it, but this weekend, Kiku on Seventh decided to not only leave a recycling center's worth of menus in my apartment building's entrance (whatev, it's your job, I'll live), but also found a way into the building and slipped menus under each apartment door.  We always have a ton of rogue menus in the entryway, fine, but never in our actual apartments.  

I'm sure I'm too wah-wah sensitive for you tough types, but I'm gonna think twice before ordering from them again.  Anyway, please justify my yuppie rage or insult my self-importance in the comments.