With a taste for the turnup, but a wallet as thin as your grandpa's head of hair, I have managed to master the fine art of getting brunched and buzzed, all on a dime.

 

This blog chronicles my escapades throughout New York City, advice on navigating the brunch scene, the nitty-gritty on choosing the perfect hole-in-the-wall dive bar, and, if its your cup of tea, how to tastefully do the clubs. You could say this is a love story for all the cheapos, folks just looking for a good time in the city without having to sacrifice a leg and their first born child in the process.     

 

When I'm not posted up with a cold one, you can find me running in circles as I moonlight as a member of the Fordham women's cross country and track teams. (Thank God the cals have got to go somewhere.)