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Wednesday
May122010

Fornino Doesn't Have A Kid's Menu [OH YES THEY DO]

UPDATE: Gothamist just alerted us to the fact that Fornino caved ALREADY.  Calling all BALLERS: Abort mission! Fornino is now *off* our officially approved BALLER list.

So I was browsing through the reviews of Fornino on Yelp yesterday and I noticed a potential BREEDER rage trend.

Mostly people liked it pretty ok. I mean, there was some bitching about how it was way too hyped up, and that the service was a bit uneven, but also there was an underlying theme of frustration over the fact that there was no kids menu:

"There is no children's menu.  16 buckaroos for 8 ravioli, and 12 for plain papardelle for the one of the kids."

and this:

"My issue is the menu.  I'm sure this place does awesome in hipster W'burg, but in breeder Park Slope, this menu has issues.  There are no "simple" menu items I could order since of course last night was the night my son decided to be picky.  I wasn't looking for chicken fingers and french fries, but maybe a basic pasta I could order as an app would have worked."

and this from Twitter:

"Awesome, but not so great for the breeder. My kids had trouble picking from the menu."

Verrrry innneresting. I wonder if its gonna be a too bad, so sad approach (a la Provini), or is Fornino gonna cave and add chicken fingers to the menu?

Only time will tell, but for now I'm gonna go ahead and add Fornino to our BALLER approved list of restaurants.

Wednesday
May122010

Seltzer Bo-oy-oy, Where Are You Hi-i-ding?

photo: via NYTSo, I LOVE that people still get seltzer delivered. My mom, an honorary Jew, but really a Park Slop Sicilian, can't get enough of it. She waxes on about the egg creams of her youth (a beverage that makes me barf a little in my mouth).

Anyway, I regularly see this mystifying nostalgia truck parked around the hood loaded with cases of bottles. Ronny Beberman, aka Seltzer Man of Brooklyn, sells the shit (I mean nectar of the gods) for $25/case of 10 siphon bottles every two weeks, delivered to your door.

"It's like night and day," said one subscriber. According to seltzer dude's wife, who seems to be in charge of marketing and new sales and was hoping for one in me (sorry!), it's more fizzy and won't go flat like regular store-bought, it's good for the environment, and it tastes way better without the plastic bottle flavor.

So, if you've got a yen for the fizzy (and i don't mean lizzy), help keep Ronny in business. He's at 718.464.6408.

Tuesday
May112010

Who Gives a Shit: BALLER Perks?

Ok, so spill it: what's your favorite perk of being a BALLER and getting to do whatever the fuck you want, WHENEVER you want?

For me, hands down, its traveling. I love, love, love, the fact that Greg and I can take trips to exotic locales, stay in nice hotels, get drunk at dinner, and stay out late...IN FOREIGN COUNTRIES. Being a BALLER is an international pursuit, ppl.

Speaking of, in my quest to be all cool-n-travel-y, I became obsessed with the Jauntsetter newsletter. Have you signed up for this bitch yet? If not, you should:

  • First of all, they featured me as a Jauntsetter of the Week last week. So that rules.
  • Second of all, its a killer weekly list of tips/tricks and great info about travel deal and cool places. Also it's targeted toward bitches like us who live in NYC, so all the info is R-E-L-E-V-A-N-T.

Anyway.

Yeah...so mine is travel.

What's your fave BALLER perk?

Tuesday
May112010

Endangered Species Watch: MTA Buses 

I can't remember the last time I rode the bus regularly (probably the 104 and 86th street crosstown circa 1978) but I'm going to miss you anyway, MTA buses. Is this a sign of progress or armageddon? Not sure but it's a little unnerving to pass these signs on every block. 

Tuesday
May112010

Recommendation For A Good Massage Place In The Slope?

Uhm, am I the only one who thinks this shit is all code for: where can I get a happy ending?

From Brooklynian:

"I’m looking for a good massage place in the Park Slope area where the massage therapist speaks good English. I just want to be able to talk for five minutes about the specifics of my problems before beginning the massage."

Riiiiiiiiight.