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Hey Babe, Let’s Meet for Steak, Crayons and … Jazz?
“Backgammon is the cruelest game — so much of it is based on luck,” said Joe Urso, who was one tournament away from earning his grandmaster title, but down a few points in his match on a recent Wednesday night last month.
Mr. Urso, 41, and several other backgammon enthusiasts were meeting for the Clinton Hill Backgammon Club’s weekly game at Funny Bar, a new jazz-bar-restaurant on the Lower East Side of Manhattan. The backgammon club typically convenes in the restaurant’s conversation pit, in the center of the space that once housed a mechanical bull.
Before Funny Bar, the Essex Street venue lived several lives. It was once a Western-themed barbecue joint, then a hip-hop brunch spot. And for 40-years, it housed Schmulka Bernstein’s, New York City’s first kosher Chinese restaurant. The current owners, Tom Moore and Billy Jones, have worked some relics from these disparate incarnations into Funny Bar’s design. But they made sure the new version had no distinguishable theme.
“A lot of restaurants and clubs in New York present these very complete ideas to the customer,” said Mr. Moore, 30, whose parents met working in Chicago’s hotel industry. In the past couple of years, the rise of the overly designed clubstaurant has homogenized Lower Manhattan’s nightlife aesthetics: wood treated to look patinated, shelves packed with tchotchkes and vintage photos framed to imply a storied, local status that has yet to be earned.
The cavernous 2,800-square-foot interior of Funny Bar, designed by Safwat Riad, reflects a cheeky, Lynchian sensibility, with kitschy glass bricks, a slick grand piano and just-between-us lighting. The dining room’s walls are lined with purposely empty shelves. Crayons and paper tablecloths add a playful vibe to the massive, low-slung leather booths. Servers with face tattoos wear spotless, buttoned-up uniforms, adding to the sense of dissonance and mischief. The overall effect may make diners feel like children who stole their parents credit cards and went out for martinis.
“There are a lot of couples mindlessly doodling each other, but I really like when there are businessmen eating together and they start using the crayons to do math on the tables,” said Ava Schwartz, Funny Bar’s director, who, alongside Mr. Moore, can be spotted most nights greeting regulars and running steak frites. Funny Bar goes through about 600 crayons a week.
The owners did not bother with a drink menu. “We’re not really going for special,” said Funny Bar’s head chef, Raphael Wolf. The restaurant’s menu is appropriately simple and crowd-pleasing: salad, steak frites and a brownie sundae. Usually, there’s an off-menu vegetable dish. Of the decision to offer only steak, Mr. Moore said he did not want diners to feel bloated or like their breath smelled; he wanted to keep the night sexy. “And nothing is sexier than steak,” he added.
Mr. Moore and Mr. Jones opened the more popular Nightclub 101 just a few blocks away, but they have been reluctant to over-publicize Funny Bar, preferring to let it find patrons slowly. The location — tucked away on the side of Essex Street that most New Yorkers avoid — makes it that much more “if you know, you know.” The bar does not promote scheduled musical performances, and it has fewer than 3,000 Instagram followers.
Despite being coy about seeking attention, Funny Bar has found an eclectic fan base. On any given night, the crowd includes young fashion hounds, baby stockbrokers, middle-aged couples on dates and musicians like King Princess and the Dare, who are connected to Mr. Moore and Mr. Jones through their third venue, Baby’s All Right in Brooklyn.
Over the course of a typical night, tables and parties tend to merge, with guests eventually spilling into the conversation pit, mirroring the bustle and spontaneity of live jazz — the only music you’ll ever hear in Funny Bar. (So much is its commitment to the genre, that it was even worked into the restaurant’s phone number: 212-516-JAZZ.)
Some patrons have compared the social swirl of Funny Bar to that of the bars portrayed in the first season of Sex and the City — a comparison that proves itself every time someone writes their phone number down in crayon, tears it from its sheet and hands it off to a cute stranger.
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How to have the best Sunday in L.A., according to Jason Mantzoukas
When you read about Jason Mantzoukas’ ideal Sunday in Los Angeles, it’s important that you imagine him holding a cup of coffee in basically every location and situation. He knows all the places around the city where he can get caffeinated before he goes on to do anything else.
In Sunday Funday, L.A. people give us a play-by-play of their ideal Sunday around town. Find ideas and inspiration on where to go, what to eat and how to enjoy life on the weekends.
Fittingly, the actor, comedian and podcaster has brought an excitable, unpredictable and hilarious energy to his roles on shows including “The League,” “Brooklyn Nine-Nine” and “Big Mouth.” Last year, he brought his gleeful sense of mischief to the U.K. competition series “Taskmaster.” And Disney+ recently finished airing the second season of “Percy Jackson and the Olympians,” where Mantzoukas portrays Mr. D (a.k.a. Dionysus), and he’ll soon wrap up a stint on Broadway, where he stars in Simon Rich’s play “All Out: Comedy About Ambition.”
For the continuously busy Mantzoukas, sometimes the perfect Sunday means never leaving the house. “All I want to do is make a whole pot of coffee, get the paper and a big stack of unread comic books, and sit on the porch.” When he does explore the city, he favors the spots where he similarly can just hang out for a while. But before that, how about a refill?
10:30 a.m.: First cup(s) of the day
I’m a night owl, so on a Sunday especially, I’m going to let myself sleep in. Then I’m making coffee. My first three cups of coffee are all from home. I’m making a French press. L.A. beans though, either Counter Culture or Go Get Em Tiger would be my beans of choice. That and the newspaper are the beginning.
Almost immediately upon getting up, I’m going to start playing the radio. My mornings are either LAist or Howard Stern if it’s a weekday. But on Sundays, I’m trying really hard to not do any talk, just music. It’s KJazz, or something like that. I’m also obsessed with a radio station called WYAR that I can’t recommend enough. It’s music from the ’20s, ’30s and ’40s. It’s the teeniest, tiniest radio station out of Yarmouth, Maine.
Noon: Hike bros
I’ve hiked with the same guys for years now. It’s all guys that I’ve done comedy with for 20-plus years. We usually do one of the Griffith Park hikes because it’s convenient for everybody. The conversation topics are: What is wrong with us physically? What doctor recommendations do we need desperately? Then it is gossip — gossip from within our world, gossip from outside of our world. Then it is just earnest conversation, like checking in emotionally. And then quite a bit of dumb bits, like really dumb bits.
We do these hikes a couple of times a week, and it’s so fun and funny that we have started doing an improv show at the Elysian Theater that’s called Hike Bros. It is just us trying to approximate on stage what it is we do on hikes. It’s ridiculous.
1 p.m.: Comic book restock
After the hike, I’m in a good position to go to Secret Headquarters in Atwater Village, which is my home comic book shop. They keep a list of what comics I want them to set aside each week.
There’s a series of graphic novels called “Hobtown Mystery Stories” that are like, what if David Lynch wrote Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew-style teen detective books? I got super into them because I was in Secret Headquarters and one of the people there was like, “Oh, I bet you’d like that book.” On the internet, I miss having those trusted people.
2 p.m.: Recording digging
I want to kill time in a way that is about discovery, exploration, but also, like, “Oh, I want stuff.” That’s record shopping. L.A. has always been Amoeba for me, just in terms of I love wasting hours in a store that has a deep bench for every section of music that I’m interested in. And then if you want to do the extra work, DVDs as well. There’s a lot of great smaller record stores around town that I love, but there’s something about killing two hours at Amoeba.
6 p.m.: Dinner hang
What I want from an L.A. dinner is I just want to hang there. Little Dom’s is a great hang. You can spend hours there. You’re always going to run into people. My hope is that we can all just hang out and that we’re not going to be rushed out because they have another seating.
8 p.m.: Nighttime activities
I’m going to want to do one of three things at night:
I want to go to the movies, and I’m talking Vidiots and the Vista and the New Beverly. We can all go to all the regular theaters and see all the blockbusters, but L.A. has fantastic theaters that are doing incredible programming,
If I’m not going to the movies, I want to see live music as much as I can, but on a much smaller scale than I used to. I’m excited when an artist that I love like Mary Lattimore or Jeff Parker has a residency at Zebulon because I’m like, “Oh, great. That is not a big crowd. That is very easy, very manageable.”
Then I either want to be doing a comedy show or seeing a comedy show. There’s such a vibrant scene now. The Elysian in Frogtown is a great spot. We do Dinosaur Improv at Largo. I think Largo is pound for pound, maybe the best venue in town. Dynasty Typewriter, another great one. UCB, the OG. Over the course of a month, these are all places that I’m doing shows at, but these are also places that are showcasing some of the best comedy in L.A.
11 p.m.: The missing piece
At this point I’m done being social. I don’t want to talk to anybody anymore. My goal when I get home is a jigsaw puzzle — with either a podcast or jazz on in the background — until probably like 2 in the morning.
I do these puzzles from a company called Elms Puzzles and they’re hand cut, so they’re incredibly difficult to do. It’ll take me a month to do one. They are prohibitively expensive, so much so that I don’t buy them. They have a rental program. They send you a puzzle, you do it, you send it back to them, and they send you another puzzle. Which is perfect, I don’t need to do a puzzle more than once.
It is a great way to put myself into a frame of mind to go to bed, especially if I’ve done a show or watched a movie. If I’ve been stimulated, doing a puzzle for a couple of hours is a great way to decompress.
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Mariah Carey, coffee makers and other highlights from the Olympic opening ceremony
The women escorting each country’s athletes during the Parade of Nations wore floor-length puffy coats and oversized sunglasses, in the dark of night.
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MILAN — Fireworks. Mariah Carey. A dancing stovetop espresso maker.
The Winter Olympics kicked off in Italy on Friday with all that and more.

Milan’s San Siro Stadium played the role of primary host. But, in the spirit of these unusually widespread Games, simultaneous celebrations were also held in the clusters of Livigno, Predazzo and Cortina d’Ampezzo, which — for the first time ever — lit a second Olympic cauldron.
These NPR reporters were in the stands in Milan, cracking open their hand warmers and a bag of chips to settle in for the big show. Three and a half hours, 92 countries and some 1,400 costumes later, here’s what stood out to us:
1. There is stuff you don’t see on TV (surprise!)
Watching from the stands means getting a glimpse of some behind-the-scenes magic, like cameras zipping across cables overhead and the talent — whether dressed as Italian opera masters, architectural marvels, chefs or Pinocchio — waiting in the wings between acts. Some of the hundreds of volunteers rolled prop carts around and helped carry the hem of Mariah Carey’s dress. And many of them were side-stepping and bobbing along to a set by DJ Mace, who was also busting moves nonstop, even when the cameras weren’t on him.

2. But we still had to look at the TVs
There were plenty of reasons for those in the stadium to pay attention to the TV screens (there were six). For one, much of the action — including entire portions of the Parade of Nations — happened elsewhere. That was the only way to see countries’ delegations backflipping and mean-mugging from places like Cortina and Livigno, sort of alternating with the parade in Milan. The TVs also showed the pre-taped segments and occasionally the names of people (like flag- and torch-bearers) onstage.
Athletes in Milan finished their Parade of Nations route at rows of seats just offstage.
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3. It was cold
The roof of San Siro was partially open, and three-plus hours of sitting still on plastic seats made the air feel much colder than the (per the forecast) low 40s. There’s a reason all the team uniforms include jackets, hats and gloves — and much of it is that they spend a lot of time sitting still too. They march over to rows of seats and watch the rest of the ceremony sitting there, not unlike the procession of a high school graduation. Everyone in the press area was bundled up too, although not in color-coded parkas.
4. There were Italian icons …
Large, foam-headed opera greats – Rossini, Verde and Puccini – mingled with dancing stovetop coffeemakers. The performances kicked off with a winged Cupid and Psyche coming to life among Roman busts and neoclassical sculptures. Models strutted down a runway in the colors of the Italian flag – a tribute to the late designer Giorgio Armani. The Mona Lisa, Italian chefs, and guys dressed up as a collage of famous buildings – the Colosseum! And Brunelleschi’s dome! – appeared in technicolor.
5. … and not just Italian icons
Mariah Carey performed early in the night, delighting the crowd by singing in Italian.
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Andrea Bocelli gave the crowd chills, as his strong tenor voice brought the Olympic torch into the arena. Italian pop star Laura Pausini belted out the national anthem. And Mariah Carey – who is Irish, Black, Venezuelan, American (not Italian) – made an unforgettable impression in her four minutes. She arrived center stage decked out in sequins and fur, started singing in Italian and got huge cheers when she hit a high note.

6. Politics were not center stage
For all the concerns about anti-ICE protests and anti-American sentiment disrupting the opening ceremony, real-world conflicts remained largely on the periphery. Applause for Team USA turned to boos when Vice President JD Vance appeared onscreen. There was noticeably enthusiastic applause for Ukraine’s athletes and boos for Israel, as was the case in 2024. Olympic officials’ speeches seemed to circle the issue without specifically naming it. They preached unity in divisive times and praised athletes as examples that a better world is possible, which the crowd seemed to endorse.
The formulation of the Olympic rings — and fireworks bursting out of them — drew large cheers from the crowd.
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7. The athletes were hyped (and Brazil flipped)
A Brazilian athlete threw a backflip in the snow. Austria’s flagbearer was carried in on a teammate’s shoulders. Czechia rocked their patterned outfits. The Greek contingent came out with a coordinated dance. The last Winter Olympics, held in Beijing during COVID, were subdued. These athletes were clearly excited to be performing in front of a live audience, with family and friends cheering them on.
And shoutout to the snow queens in shiny silver puffer-coat-gowns, who donned large sunglasses inside to lead each country’s team into the stadium in Milan, holding a placard to introduce them.

8. The crowd had clear favorites
It’s hard to measure applause, but there were certain moments that seemed to land extra hard with the in-person crowd, like fireworks bursting from the Olympic rings, the arrival of the Italian athletes and Boccelli’s drawn-out belt, rousing some of the loudest cheers of the night. Yes, they were splashy — but they were easy to see from even the nosebleeds.
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Brooks Nader’s Sexiest Shots to Celebrate Her 29th Birthday!
Brooks Nader’s
Sexiest Shots
To Celebrate Her 29th Birthday!
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Sure, it’s cold outside and all, but we’re gonna turn up the heat for just a sec … and share some of Brooks Nader‘s hottest shots!
And since it’s her 29th birthday weekend … we figured you might like a cheeky peek at some of her sultriest snaps — go ahead, we won’t judge!
Happy birthday, Brooks, can’t wait to see what 29 brings you … hopefully it brings even more sexy snaps!
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