So remember how we wrote about The Fez a couple months back and said the music was great but we’d never tried the food? Well, we tried the food and it was delicious!
With this being the month of love, I thought I’d share a relationship secret with you. Relationships are a lot of fucking work. As with most brilliantly constructed sentences, you can take a statement more than one way. One, relationships are a lot of work: real work, hard work and sometimes downright ugly work.… Continue reading The Pocono Mountains – A World Away in Just over Two Hours
Stamford is the city that works. And we all know what happens after work – time to unwind! Stamford offers many ways to decompress in the evening hours, and most of them will feed you too. How convenient! The Bar/Restaurant has always been a favorite of mine; those from my childhood bring back warm… Continue reading Bars are Nice, Part I: Downtown Stamford Edition
Are you tired of hanging around your house drinking? Or going to a restaurant with your friends, sitting there staring at each other, and drinking? The solution might be to pile everyone into a couple cars and head to the nearest bowling alley. Last night, a few friends and I went out bowling at… Continue reading Places to Go: The Bowling Alley?
By Jessica May and Vanessa David Hi folks, Jessie here. ‘Tis the season of joy and wonder, carols and tinsel, Frosty and the Grinch… And the season where big-box retailers keep their serfs, er, employees working overtime to sell us cheap electronics and Chinese-sweatshop-sewn underpants. From a historical viewpoint, this may be one of… Continue reading Alternative Control’s #UnoccupytheMall Holiday Shopping Guide
Originally published in June 2011. There’s nothing like having a good bar within stumbling distance of your house. My old place in Norwalk was a short walk from O’Neill’s, an Irish pub with friendly nachos and tasty bartenders, and I was a little sad to leave it behind when I moved to Stamford. Luckily… Continue reading Monster B’s: Just a Stumble Away
Walking into The Fez (227 Summer Street, Stamford) is like entering an alternate reality, perhaps the opium den scene from an old movie about “the Orient.” Mirrors and black roses adorn the blood-red walls, and a silver hookah sits in a corner. Curtains, candelabras, and burnished lanterns give the Middle Eastern restaurant a warm,… Continue reading The Fez