C is for Cookiepedia: A Q&A with Brooklyn's Resident Cookie Monster, Stacy Adimando

Let me ask you this: is there a better way to eat the negative feelings you have about your stupid job and your stupid life than via a bag full of cookies to the face? 

Yes, there is: eating your feelings via a batch of delicious HOMEMADE cookies to the face.   

Luckily for you, Brooklyn writer Stacy Adimando breaks it all down in her newly-released book, The Cookiepedia.  We're talking 50 delicious recipes and enough food porn to put the Keebler Elves out of business forever. 

Read on for a ridiculous Q&A where Adimando humors my asinine questions and lets me Photoshop her very professional headshot in with the Cookie Monster.  If you make it all the way to the end without going to the store to buy a bag of Oreos, you'll have a chance to win a copy of The Cookiepedia for free.

Your feelings?  Eaten.  Your waistline?  Let's not talk about it.

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Another Little Piece of Gary Shteyngart, Now, Baby

I'm among the throngs who've just cracked open Gary Shteyngart's newest, Super Sad True Love Story.  (On a totally unrelated note, turns out reading In Cold Blood while fighting off an anesthesia hangover is basically the worst idea ever.)

Anyway, in an interview with NY1, clearly the only news channel after my own heart, turns out Mr. Fancy Pants Bestseller himself accidentally gifted his reject pages to my own fine avenue in our beloved little neighborhood: 

Shteyngart says he was so upset with an early version of his first book that he chucked it -- 500 pages in the garbage. One problem though, the bag broke as it was being carried out to the dumpster.

"Seventh Avenue in Park Slope was covered with my manuscript from one end to the other, pages fluttering around. Stupidly I put Gary Shteyngart at the top of every page if some editor should see it. My friends would walk around and say 'Page 230 is looking pretty good here,'" says Shteyngart.

Did I find any of these pages floating around?  No.  If I had, would I have paused for a moment and considered turning them in to my agent?  No comment.

Sure, Gary doesn't live 'round here (Gary, we're on a first name basis, FYI), but I'm thinking that JSF better watch his back.  I have a hunch we're all in the mood for a new literary sweetheart.  Also, use better trash bags, gang.

(Image via Marny Smith)

I NEED ANSWERS: WHY DOES THE BROOKLYN PUBLIC LIBRARY LITERALLY STINK?

Jobs, healthcare, babies in bars?  No, the real question on tap: why does the entire main branch of the Brooklyn Public Library (at Grand Army) smell like body odor?

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Moregasm Giveaway

Our buds at Babeland have a new book out, and if you're still bitter about listening to your neighbors have sex all the time, seems like you should treat yourself to this: Moregasm: Babeland's Guide To Mind Blowing Sex.

One of the co-authors and co-founders of Babeland, Claire Cavanah, will be speaking about all the good stuff in the book (and who knows what else?) tomorrow night at the Park Slope Babeland store at 7pm.

But in the meantime, we have one of these suckers to GIVE AWAY to one of your lucky asses!

Here's how to win it: leave a comment below with your suggestion for the best place in Park Slope to get it on. Funniest/kinkiest/weirdest one wins the book (you have until 6pm 3/2, so hurry up).

I might even have Meredith judge this shit, since she's so single-n-ready-to-mingle.

Ok, got it? Are we clear?

And make sure to check out the Babeland event tomorrow night!

Moregasm: Babeland’s Guide to Mind-Blowing Sex
A talk with co-author, Claire Cavanah

Tuesday, March 2, 7pm, free
Babeland Brooklyn, 462 Bergen Street
Can you have great sex without an orgasm? Why are we still debating the existence of the G-spot? Brooklyn’s own Claire Cavanah, co-author of Moregasm: Babeland’s Guide to Mind-Blowing Sex and co-founder of Babeland, shares stories and talks about why we need the Babeland Bill of Rights.

COVERSPY: BECAUSE WE ARE ALWAYS JUDGING YOU

 

CoverSpy, the blog that tracks what all of your asses are reading on the subway, is one of my favorite new blogs. I love it mostly because it's fun being judgmental about what you’re reading, but also, because one of the main spies appears to live in the Slope (or surrounding area), since 75 percent of what (s)he posts occurs off the F train out of BK.

Yesterday morning, while perusing CoverSpy and judging you for your Jodi Picoult and cultural history of menstruation (yes, this is real) selections, I almost choked on my chamomile tea.  Oh Park Slope, congratulations.  You’ve officially out-caricatured yourself:

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer (F, 20s, brunette, Park Slope Coop tote, F train)

Well done, my loves.  Now, which one of you is this…besides all of you?

THE RESULTS: UNITED METHODIST CHURCH BOOK SALE

Ok, so I just got back from the United Methodist Church book sale (see all the shit I bought above).

A couple of things to note: its totally fucking overcrowded, and you're gonna have to fight an overwhelming compulsion to flee from the moment you arrive. People are either pushy (and have no problemo shoving you straight into the table as they need to jam their fat ass by you into a corner where there's no room for them in the first fucking place) or clueless (and standing there in the worst possible spot they could be blocking 19,000 people as they bounce a cute lil bebe on their hip waiting for their wife to finish picking up her new stash of bodice ripper romance novels). Both are equally annoying. But if you can just resist the urge to run off to 7th Ave Donuts and persevere: its worth it if you can put in the time.

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I Asked The United Methodist Church Book Sale to Marry Me...It Said 'Yes' [BOOOOOOKS!!!]

Yo: the once-a-year gigantic/epic/not-to-be-missed book sale is going down this weekend at United Methodist Church.

Honestly, this shit is one of the highlights of my cold, dark, Park Slope winter. If you've never been, you should definnitely check it out. Basically, the United Methodist Church basement is taken over with piles and stacks and craploads of books which are all on sale for like next to nothing. It gets real serious crowded down there, and people will be in your way from the moment you enter until the moment you leave, but if you can hang, there is LOADS of good shit to be had.

I'm not going to tell you the sort of good shit I'm going to be looking for, cause then all you bitches are going to buy it all up before I get there on Sat morning. But, yeah: I'd be shocked to hear about someone going to this thing and not finding SOMETHING.

It's cash only, so ATM it up before you arrive. Also, they keep replenishing books all weekend long, so it really is sometimes worth it to go both days (I always do).

Here are the deets:

Saturday, February 20 from 8:30am to 4:30pm
Sunday, February 21  from 12:30pm to 4:30pm

$0.50 for pocket sized paperbacks
$1.50 for trade/quality paperbacks
$2.00 for hardcovers
$4.00 for DVDs
$3.00 for CDs
$1.00 for videos
$0.50 for records

United Methodist Church
410 Sixth Avenue (Corner of 6th Ave. and 8th St)

Reading is fundamental, yo!

(via OTBKB)