Good white bread, juicy tomato slice, airy lettuce, and crispy bacon.Optional: Avocado.Not Optional: Diet Coke w/ LemonExtremely Not Optional: MayoPreferably enjoyed amidst beautiful conversations with a beautiful woman with whom you are in love.
Honestly think this is as close as to a perfect sandwich as you can get, a classic for a reason. The best sandwiches are always more simple than not. Toasted white bread, rubbed with a garlic clove, and slathered with mayo. Thick cut bacon, crisp, chilled lettuce, with hearty slices of heirloom tomato, salted and bought that day from a farmersâ market. Buy the best tomatoes you can find! Perfection! Honorable mention: PB&J, Double decker turkey club, roast beef & cheddar with horseradish
toasted bread or bagel but baguette is the best choice, bacon or some lunch meat pan fried in butter with a dab of honey until crispy OR just pulled pork, and then lettuce, pickle, tomato, avocado, fresh green beans very nice and crunchy, dorito chip, pesto and hummus or spicy mustard. don't forget sharp cheddar cheese, melted, and throw a fried egg in there if u wanna be a crazy bitch
People donât public drink in NYC because theyâre afraid of tickets. âOH NOOO! I might get a $25 ticket!!!â Bro what? Iâd rather pay 25 bucks for drinking a tall boy and people watching at a park then spend $30 on a shitty espresso martini from any number of New Yorkâs sardine can bars. Stella in a Brown bag, people watching, cigarettes, talking with your best buds, and vitamin D.
A general rule of life is that whatever is regarded as gaudy, and douchey is probably really fun and awesome. (Ex: fast loud cars, midtown Manhattan clubs, extremely expensive cocktails.)The Hamptons is a short 2 hour drive, or ride on the Hampton Jitney from the city. Get some friends together, rent an Airbnb, and make the trip.So why donât my contemporaries make the trip? Mostly to keep up appearances amongst their lib friend groups that no, they donât enjoy sitting on the beach and sipping wine, they prefer sitting adjacent to the currently jerking off homeless guy in quote-on-quote Dimes Square. And no, they donât enjoy linens and kitten heels, and no they donât like oysters, and no they donât enjoy bonfires, used book stores, sex on the beach, pretending to be rich, renting convertibles, overpriced cocktails, and drunkenly stumbling through cobblestone streets.NO!? You donât like that stuff? Go get lobotomized because youâre obviously a violent threat to society.But if you doâplease make the trip out to the Hamptons during the dog days of summer. DO IT. Let your annoying friends rot in the pisshole that is dimes square. Go have fun.
Renaissance fairs cost like $40 for admission. With that you get to spend all day with your buddies walking around a sort of ratchet medieval town. A mix of disney, Pirates of the Caribbean, and a nice dose of traveling methhead carny. I went to one a few weeks ago 40 minutes outside of LA. A couple beers on the drive over, a buzzball in the parking lot and some shooters in your pockets to avoid the taxed prices of drinks inside and youâre good to go. Have so much fun.