Last week the Washington City Paper came out with its annual Best of, with a multitude of categories both essential (Best Burger, Best Bikini Wax, Best Place to Have Your Mom Buy You Slacks) and arbitrary (Best Front Desk Operators, Best Remnant of the Liberal Media, Best Wonk). Some highlights after the jump. (Holzer sculpture: afagen/flickr)
La Baguette Magique: This is our favorite from the week, mainly because of the photo of penis-shaped bread. Can't really think of anything more emblematic of the gay community is delicious Paris.
Notorious New York Hotels: Murder, crime, intrigue--we've got it all in our guide to the city's most notorious hotels. Find out where mob bosses met their match, where Russel Crowe lost his marbles, and where JFK slept with bombshell Marilyn Monroe.
Post Midnight Mexican Dining in LA: The ever-cynical Omri Ceren finds something in LA he can actually stomach: cheap late night Mexican. From sketchy street carts to sit down restos with flaming (on fire that is) margaritas, he gives you the goods for finishing off your night.
Above and Beyond the Venice Bienalle: For those of you hitting up the Venice Bienalle we have a great guide for stuff to do when you're done with all of the abstract, interactive, and incredibly pricey art.
Guide to Being a Mall Rat in NYC: Because 5th Ave just isn't our scene. We'd take a Beep 2000 over a Anna Sui store any day. (ed note: this is only due to our financial situation. All of us at Gskips of course have impeccable taste.)
LA's Hotels for the pooches: Finally something my mom will want to read on Gskips. Now Jacques Derridoggie and Prince Fruffalumps with have a place to stay when the folks visit our Hollywood cousins.
San Fran Bars with Photo Booths: Because it's always good to remember what you looked like earlier in the night, when you still had pants on.
Bars and Weaponized STDs in the Valley: So you may not find the cleanest or the chiest people in the valley, but at least you can get a cheap sake bomb.
Civilized & Broke in Manhattan: The always classy Gskips correspondent Megan Zanke proves you don't have to have a million in the bank to be cultured and scholarly in Manhattan.
LA the Cowboy Way: I've always thought country music was about five years away from being super cool. This is a step in the right direction.
Mazora: Get your Veggies While you Have the Chance: Though we love carnivores with all of our travel-loving hearts, the veggies need a break every once in while. That break comes in the form of Mazorca.
Wurst Places to Eat in Berlin: It's about curry wurst. Get it? It's actually quite delicious: chopped up pork sausage in a spicy ketchip sauce. Sometimes it comes with intestine.
Our commentors really keep us on our toes (as do you frequent emailers). You tell us to eff ourselves when we are wrong and thank us when we are right (though it is almost always when you are plugging your own personal hotel/book/movie/bar/etc.) But if we didn't have you, we'd just be another T&L or god forbid, Citysearch. Knowing that, we are taking a moment out of our map-filled day to honor you on the front lines.
Lovely commentor Procrastinator, esq. starts a fun-lovin discussion about our inherent homophobia, ending the thread with a couple well placed F-bombs: "Seriously. Who the fuck writes about straight bars in WeHo? And Barney's fucking Beanery? I guess the great happy hour drinks come served with a bowl of pretezels and homophobia." Snap!
aisatsana adds insight about a visit to Mars Bar in the post about Modern Punk in New York: "...also, someone had taken a dump on the floor in the bathroom and then smeared the shit on the walls. needless to say it's my favorite bar."
Gutting Culture & Travel for all its worth (it's free), here's a list of Chef Floyd Cardoz's favorite Mumbai restaurants. Chef Cardoz is the exec. chef at Manhattan's Tabla, where dudes who want to bang chicks take the chicks they wanna bang.
First there was the Another Schrager Appreciation, and now T+L has their List O' 500 Great Hotels and we're officially in list season. According to the editors, the T+L 500 is "the definitive guide to the greatest hotels worldwide" - not a definitive guide, mind you, the definitive guide. Our experience with the list is limited to drinking at one of the Boston hotels, going to a couple Bar Mitzvahs in LA, and losing money at all four of the Las Vegas casinos - but maybe you've had better luck. There's even a Google Earth layer with all of the hotels, so now you can spin a virtual globe as you say "yup, never been there... or there..."
Besides being weird and crazy, Richard Branson also runs Virgin Vacations which has a blog and on that blog they've done a little linkbaiting with an article entitled 11 Best Subways of the World. Normally we wouldn't fall for this shtick but they've posted interesting photos and YouTube shorts about these stations and a couple of fun facts. Did you know for instance that every building in Paris is within 500 m from a subway station or that 44 Moscow metro stations are classified as architectural sights? Neither did we. If you're really dying just to pour over these heavy-hitting stations, head over to Amadeus, a site that has printable maps for nearly every underground systems in the world.
After the jump, a list of the top eleven metros in the world.
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Great Scrod ain't too proud to update our Handjob post: "Interesting note about the West Garden Spa, a while back it was shut down by superior court order. It has been back in operation for months, but not without some business fallout. Prior to the court order, it was regularly frequented by several high-profile entertainment moguls. Since the order, that end of the business has dried up." All a comment should be: sex, fame, information, nice use of double-entendre ("dried up" heh).
Good People's Paula notes on our Best Chinese Massages post that "Funny, I thought Chinese massage was the poor man's brothel," prefiguring our handjob post (see above.)
Also Good Alicia K drops some knowledge, though of the disillusioning sort, about the size of boobs in England: 85% of women are wearing the wrong bra size though b/c a common misconception is that an A cup means "small" and a C cup means "big." It's all about the proportion of breasts to rib cage. So, someone really really skinny with average boobies might wear an FF cup. If someone on th heavier side had average or even big boobies, they might wear a B cup. Don't be tricked by the cup size!"
The Secret to Scoring an Astronaut: On the other hand, said nutso astronauts are probably emotional available. Far be it from us to discourage entry, and re-entry, and entry.
Instead of trusting a travel agent or newspaper travel section (or, well, us) to pick your next destination, you could follow lemminglike in the steps of professional travellers--that is, the members of the U.S. foreign service. While they may not travel for adventure (it is a job, after all), these State Dept. folks do see the world. And in a survey from Foreign Service Journal, their best and worst postings were:
BEST: Tokyo, Bangkok, Cairo, Mexico City, London and Paris.
WORST: Moscow, Beijing, Lagos (Nigeria), Baghdad, Frankfurt and Kingston (Jamaica).
MOST DESIRED: Rome, London, Bangkok, Madrid, and Buenos Aires.
With the passing of Momofuku Ando, the inventor of Ramen instant noodles and the Dumbledore to noodle-hungry college kids everywhere, the world has lost a great emancipator, the man who liberated the salty taste of ramen noodles from their process-intensive bondage. Add water, Ando preached, and ye shall see brittle noodle turn into a succulent meal for rich and poor alike. Mostly poor men though. In appreciation of his gift to society, welcome to the Gridskipper Marmorial Momofuku Ando Memorial Memorable Memorial Prize for Outstanding Achievement in the Arena of Noodle-Making.
Rai Rai Ken: This tiny East Village noodle bar is constantly--and usually favorably--compared with Momofuku. The broth contains five types of miso and took 2 years to develop and the ingredients are fresh and include Berkshire pork.
Momofuku: The other of the Ramen little big'uns, Momofuku has, of late, been over the Ssam bar, the empire was built on its delicate ramen noodles, chock full of pork, egg, seaweed.
Ramen King: While midtown's Ramen King may lack the cachet of its downtown brethren, the ramen noodles here can hold their own. Zero decor, harried service and a heaping bowl of Ramen for $6.50.
Stanton Anti-Social: French onion soup dumplings: good. Cute Asian waitress: good. Jappy bitches: bad.
Gesticulate Like a New Yorker Contest: Master the "I'd give you money but my hands are full shrug" and the "Shit! There's a ticket on my Escalade imploration" and win a night on the town.
Because we can't bear to read another gaga for googoo piece lauding Little Owl as the Best New NYC Restaurant (yes, we know we already contributed to the flood.) and because the good folks at Eater have already spent days and days, we assume, assembling NYM's Adam Platt's tremendous listage, we're turning our attention westward, toward LA. Los Angeles magazine, recently released their restaurant awards (a less clever or well-designed version of New York magazine's Where to Eat). Forewith we make quick work of their choices.
Best New Restaurant: Hatfield's--"No single quality precludes another at Quinn and Karen Hatfield's restaurant. Technique doesn't come at the expense of soul; at Hatfield's modesty of scale and budget don't impinge on elegance." Hyperbolic intros however, do preclude facts. Hatfield's, all you need to know, ex-Vongrichten and Bouley prodigy serving fresh seasonal American cuisine. Runners-Up: Cut, La Botte, Petros Restaurant, Republic
Readers of the NYT Sunday Travel section got a mouthful of best of the years. Here's a quick, very quick digest of the section we spent Sunday spilling biscuits and gravy on along with our best guesses for the year ahead. I'll bet you ten bucks we're right.
Luxury Destination of the Year 2005: Siem Reap 2006: Zambia Projected 2007: South America. Continuing the trend (city, country, ergo continent) we're pinpointing all of South America as the next luxury destination. As Asia continues its economic rise, it'll be left to poor South American nations to claim the weakened dollar.
Party Destination of the Year 2005: Tallinn 2006: Istanbul Projected 2007: We predict an influx of Euro stags heading to Marrakesh for their cheap thrills. One again, as more and more countries join the E.U. cheap thrills will move off-shore. Also, Morocco will be one of the last remaining non-Islamic n on-polarized countries, we suppose.
Family Destination of the Year 2005: Domenican Republic 2006: French Riviera Projected 2007: Puglia. The vastly underrated heel of Italy will have its day. The beaches, as well as the low-cost of living in Southern Italy has been drawing northern Italians here for ages and it's only a matter of time until Bugaboos and Baby Spas begin to appear.
Entrepreneur of the Year 2005: Stelop Haji-Ioannou 2006: Sheik of Dubai Projected 2007: Britney Spears. Jumping on the shoulders of Nicky Hilton, Ms. Spears has opened up a chain of trailer parks throughout China, capitalizing on her white trash gone good story. The motels, which gross 9 trillion annually have names like Placid Grove. Deluxe trailers come with their own station wagon on blocks in front.
Buzzword of the Year 2005: Eco-Tourism 2006: 2006: Carbon Neutral Projected 2007: Adoptourism-What better way to remember your trip than a poor orphan? Now adoptourists, as they're called, can travel to various third-world nations enjoy gourmet dishes, luxurious and rustic accommodations and come home with their very own child. Rates of course vary. A middle-class Korean high schooler runs several thousand less than a starving Malawian orphan.
Le Fooding recently announced its LE PALMARÈS, the hip French foodie version of the Grammies. In our ongoing effort to enlighten our readers, turning you from savages to epicures, we're translating the winning restaurant write-ups (loosely, very loosely). On Friday, we wrote about the best Latin steak house, a place called Unico. Today, we examine the best Restaurants in Paris. They're two actually, (a tie) but the French part of our brains has just died a petit mort so here's one and there'll be the other tomorrow.
Le Chateaubriand: ...Here iconoclastic Basque chef Inaki Aizpitarte heads a simple vintage bistro, le Chateaubriand. A case of beefsteak tomatoes, displayed on the counter, announces the color before the brigade of slick three-day-bearded servers bring the minimalist and balanced menu. Bravo pour la mise en scène> but even better is the actual cooking. Inaki takes off like a whirlwind and never comes back down from his cloud (what?). His mussels, delightfully fleshy, are given life by strawberry, gooseberry and blackberry, while the sliced beets in an emulsion sweeten the lemon, red ognion and bklacj radish of Annie Bertin. The steamed cod, cooked to perfection, seasoned with an herb oil, with shrimp and a very lightly spiced and caramelized sauce revealed the subtlety of Moroccan flavors. The lamb, "return to Morocco" was the star of the night, with its green tea emulsion anmd coriander flowers. For dessert Inaki brings on the heavy artillery: a rich creamy chocolate and red pepper emulsion. This kills but there's nothing more daring than the Morbier of a neighbor, coming direct from the little coop of Juma. Menu-carte à 33 € et 39 €. Encyclopedic Wine List : Pacalet, Gramenon, Richaud, Métras...
The NYT continues its brilliant use of interactivity with their latest 36 Hours map. The map tracks each of the 36 hours for the last three years which amounts to 5,616 hours of sightseeing, or 234 days, or 117 weekends, or around 2 years of weekend trips. Though some 36 hours tend to skimp on the actual hourage therein, some are pretty spot on guides. Here are our top ten 36 hours. Enjoy!
Venice: As previously noted, Danielle Pergament actually makes Venice a place you'd rather go to than runaway from. Fresno: Evan Rail gets obliterated and eats chicken pie omelettes. Albuquerque: Gretchen Reynolds eats at the Frontier Restaurant where patrons 'It's noisy at night, but in the mornings, patrons quietly nurse coffee, hangovers and recalcitrant theses" or recalcitrant feces, either one is accurate. Washington DC: Who knew Adam Nagourney was so hip? South End, Boston: Boston brahmin Ann Marie Gardner slums it in Southie South Boston (Thanks, Jon). Copenhagen: Seth Sherwood compares Copenhagen to a Lego, in a good way. Shanghai: David Barboza writes: "Shanghai is also far and away China's most attractive city, particularly after nightfall." True, everyone is beautiful with the lights off. Syracuse: Hart Seely makes you, if not quite relish your time in Syracuse, at least not want to commit Harikiri. Memphis: Robert Gordon gets the blue among the "African-American milieu." Toronto: Dave Bidini makes the hockey hajj to Toronto.
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