Archive for the ‘Food’ Category
In which The Gay Recluse considers a subterranean masterpiece. Our friend Paul just sent us this from his phone: “So what if I voted for McCain?” OMGLMFAO! We’re not sure exactly where this was taken, but Paul lives in Harlem, so we’ll give our downtown neighbors credit for this piece of brilliance. (But Paul would […]
Filed under: Capitalism, Food, Graffiti, New York City, Subway | 1 Comment
Tags: Harlem, John McCain, MTA, Subway Fast Food, Subway Transport
In which The Gay Recluse lives in the past. Our favorite part of Thanksgiving this year was not the food, but the table,* particularly after it was set and waited patiently in the late afternoon sun. Accompanied by the cats, we spent quite a few minutes quietly circling the table, observing the way the light […]
Filed under: Architecture, Capitalism, Communism, Food, GWB Project, History, Memory, New York City, Nostalgia, Washington Heights, Weather | 1 Comment
Tags: Bygones, Community Plate, Grosvenor, Table Service, Thanksgiving
In which The Gay Recluse cooks. Yesterday we went for a walk in the rain, in part because we wanted to check out what was happening uptown, and in part because none of the grocery stores around us carry the curly parsley that we needed for the lentil soup we planned to make. We’ve been […]
Filed under: City Pattern Project, Dissonance, Food, Gay, Health, Landscape, Longing, Memory, Nostalgia, Photography, Pleasure, Science, Search, The Autumn Garden, Washington Heights, Weather | 4 Comments
Tags: Cultural Revolution, Enbalmed Bread, Health Food, Lentil Soup, Recipes, Sugar Cereals, Uncle Jimmy
In which The Gay Recluse provides a gay alternative to this week’s Modern Love offering in The Times. Those looking for our quantitative analysis should click here. When The Chutney’s Gone (or Before I Came Out as a Lesbian, I Was the Worst Kind of Scary Sadshaw) By SUZANNE FINNAMORE and THE GAY RECLUSE Published: […]
Filed under: Addiction, Dissonance, Drivel, Food, Gay, Language, Stereotypes, The Gay Recluse, The Times | Leave a Comment
Tags: Coming Out, Daniel Jones, Divorce, Gay Modern Love, Lesbian, Scary Sadshaw, Suzanne Finnamore, The New York Times
In which The Gay Recluse goes to a new restaurant (twice) and is totally psyched. For all of you doubters in doubterville, take note: there’s a new restaurant on 166th Street between Broadway and Saint Nicholas, right around the corner from Dallas BBQ. And get this: it’s vegetastic! We’ve eaten there twice already this weekend […]
Filed under: Animals, Capitalism, Food, Health, Infrastructure, Pleasure, Retail, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | 10 Comments
Tags: Collard Greens, Drumsticks, Fried Bake, Guyana, Heights Vegetarian, Restaurants, Rice and Beans, Smoothies, Trinidad, Vegetarian
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