Something you hope not to see too often:
A question many a New Yorker has pondered. And this weekend, we discovered the answer…or at least one of the answers. Paint ball, mothafucka!
Located a hop, skip and a jump past the Verrazano Bridge, Cousins Paintball offers field after field of paintball bliss. 10 or more people gets you a private field, and they will gear you with helmet, gun and paintballs, and if you’re a gal, a chest pad. $7 more gets you a crappy thin jumpsuit, so we’d recommend just bringing clothing that you don’t care about…and a change of clothes, cause you will be getting messy. We played on about 3 different fields, and one was filled with swampy mud puddles. Also make sure the clothing covers you up, cause paintballs hurt!! One of us, who shall remain nameless (Tracy) is covered in bruises. But the paint was well worth it.
Paintball. Goddamned fun.
This past Saturday we attended the first annual NYC Hammer and Claw Blue Crab Feast. The feast is hosted by a native Maryland-er, Joshua Morgan, who also owns NY’s only Maryland inspired restaurant, Choptank. It’s basically exactly what it sounds like: piles and piles of blue crab steamed in Old Bay and a hammer to open ’em. There’s also unlimited corn on the cob, potato chips (including crab flavored) coleslaw, hot dogs, izze juices, coconut water and beer. The feast benefits the Chesapeake Bay Foundation.
It took place in The Tunnel at the Terminal Building on 11th Ave at 28th Street, and they boasted some pretty impressive stats: 2,000 people attended the feast, 250 bushels of crab were cracked, hammered and picked, which roughly translates to 25,000 crab, and 2,500 ears of corn were munched. We take credit for being 2 of those people and devouring about 25 crab and 2.5 ears of corn each.
There was a live band to entertain you while waiting for your next burst of hunger, and, like we say, plenty of beer.
Ultimately? It was great. We were stuffed for about a day. Our seating was from 7 – 11 and we only lasted till about 9:30.
Next time we’ll have to go hungry for a couple of days prior.
Find out more info here.
Zipping through thick air
Humidity surrounds us
and strangles our brains.
 | Brian on Beachy Haiku |
