Rooftop, Weber, and Grilled Meats on a Stick – Sweet

I have always owned a BBQ grill. Living with my parents when I was younger, I grew up summers cooking food over the fire while camping and through out the years grilling in the back yard or in the streets with the neighbors. When I moved out, I bought a grill and had owned one in South Bay, Central Coast, and in Southern California, finally selling it on craigslist before moving to NY.

It’s probably the primary form of cooking I miss the most, so when I hear even a whisper of a BBQ, I’m either invited or finding a way to get invited to cook and enjoy some grilled meats. This summer, we had the opportunity to grill on the roof deck of several friends in NY and I hope that doesn’t end anytime soon…

Hipster style is the worst of the 80’s gone bad

Look at this fucking hipster is a photo blog of the “best” of the worst of hipster gear. Check the gear!

The term hipster has become synonymous with with ridiculous clashing 80’s style. Skinny jeans that make your butt look saggy, clash colored checkered button up, sweater vest 2 sizes too small, and any other fashion attire promotes laziness including unkempt facial hair. I just chilled in LES and you can’t go 5 minutes with out spotting the looks snapped up from the site.