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November 17th, 2014 - 10:46 pm § in College Point

The Ghosts of College Point Past, Present, and Future: Tales from the College Point Pub Crawl

A lot can happen on a CPC.

CPC is short for The College Point Class Conflict Pub Crawl.

And College Point is the isolated and strange little corner of Queens where I grew up. Eight years ago, I jokingly suggested starting a pub crawl through the neighborhood. Not only did the crawl happen, it somehow evolved into an annual social event. 


September 8th, 2014 - 12:08 am § in Boston

Video Preview: The 2014 East Somerville Foodie Crawl

Every September, East Somerville Main Streets holds a celebration of local cuisine, the Foodie Crawl. For this year's preview, we focus on two newcomers to the scene: La Brasa and Rincon Mexicano.


August 27th, 2014 - 6:32 pm § in Texas BBQ

The Road to Fargo’s Pit BBQ (Bryan, TX)

You get to towns like Bryan, Texas by driving long miles. You drive past grazing cattle. You drive past trees of oak and mesquite. You drive past the ingredients, what the barbecue is made of.


July 27th, 2014 - 9:38 pm § in Memphis, Memphis BBQ

Up All Night: Craig Meek’s Memphis Barbecue Release Party

It may not be suitable for the cover, but the best quote about Craig Meek’s Memphis Barbecue: A Succulent History of Smoke Sauce and Soul came from the book’s release party.


June 18th, 2014 - 5:51 pm § in Memphis

Memphis Dive Bars: A Choose-Your-Own-Adventure Guide to Drinking in Memphis

The Memphis dive bar scene is legendary, but not many people know that. We went out every night, and something zany or insane happened every night.


June 18th, 2014 - 5:50 pm § in Memphis, Music

Memphis Dive Bar Adventures: Wild Bill’s, The Last Real Place in Memphis

The night was far younger than we realized. Someone invited us to have a drink at Wild Bill’s, which a local would later call “the last real place in Memphis.”


June 18th, 2014 - 5:48 pm § in Memphis, Memphis BBQ

Memphis Dive Bar Adventures: Bar-B-Brawl at the Bar That Never Closes

It was about 3 a.m. and time to eat dinner again. Even before leaving the Northeast, we’d labeled the ribs at Alex’s Tavern one holy grail of our Memphis quest.