Bike porn

I know it doesn't sound like a good combo. But there was this thing. It was organized. And I didn't have a bike. So I rented the equivalent of a big fuck-off Cadillac for a day. All white. No gears. I took it on the subway, and so many 'blinged' men commented I was starting to wonder whether I was going to get jumped for it. In any case, I made it from Astoria to Fort Greene without losing it, and making new friends along the way.

Outside the Bohemian Beer Garden in Astoria, Queens. The image doesn't quite capture the full 'pimpness' of my ride, but use your imagination people!

The route we took carried us through mostly run-down industrial areas.

Beer in giant styrofoam cups, goes well with a game of BuckHunter.

And final destination: Habana Outpost. A market/eating and drinking venue that is open only 3 months a year. Recipe as follows: take an empty lot, put some colorful umbrellas in it, serve that delicious Cuban BBQ corn, let people pay less if they make they're own frozen margaritas by using an exercise bike to power the blenders, and that about does it. A fitting finale to a perfect summer day in NYC.