Dinner This Weekend.


charlie bird nyc

Committing to a restaurant choice sometimes feels like a marriage. Either shit hits the fan and the food is terrible, the service is disastrous and you feel like you’ve been cheated and robbed of calories that could’ve been put to better use or…


Crostinis are funny.



Take a slab of baguette, toast it to your liking (or don’t), smother it with something spreadable, sprinkle it with a garnish. And boom, a crostini is born. If you’re feeling extra swanky, you can call it a tartine and just expand the circumference a bit. (That’s the extent of my math skills acquired over the years.)