74 posts categorized "FOOD"
Attitude Magazine offers this stirring cover in honor of the 49 people killed in Orlando, using each and every one of their faces as a backdrop for a never-going-away rainbow.
With its release comes word that four survivors of the Pulse shooting, all gay, are taking part in MTV's True Life: We Are Orlando, a reality series documenting their painful road to recovery:
One of the survivors, Tony, opens up on the episode about the difficulties he’s faced both physically and mentally since the attack, during which he was shot in the back and arm, before losing consciousness on the floor of Pulse and waking up in hospital.
“People think that because I got released from the hospital, and I’m in rehab right now, that I’m OK,” he says. “I’m not OK. I’m still connected to a machine because of my back. I have a hole in my back. My arm is still shattered. It’s healing, but I don’t have movement in my two fingers.”
They like it raw in Neil Patrick Harris's family. (I couldn't resist. I tried. No, I really didn't)
Online jihadists “giddy” over possibly Trump presidency; they realize it would push world toward global religious war. 40% or so of U.S. wants that, too.
Triple-digit temperatures are baking California.
Steve Grand's hilarious parody in response to #HeterosexualPrideDay.
Trudeau video after the jump ...
Billy Eichner comes hard for Ross Mathews, who kills brutally with kindness in response. Can't we like both?
No feud. Just responding to you. I came before you. I agree you're funnier, but you're also a dick. ❤️, Mr. Mathews https://t.co/5UGykcsEqt— Ross Mathews (@helloross) June 17, 2016
Rue La Rue Café—in honor of Golden Girls goddess Rue McClanahan—to open at 4396 Broadway in NYC. In other news: I don't go up that far.
Probably the hottest hairy stud you'll see today, and that includes if you're randomly surfing Tumblr at work.
Truly deranged #BernieOrBust crowd plans a fart-in to disrupt Hillary's speech at the Democratic National Convention. Involves cans of beans.
(Image by Michele Ruiz)
This portrait of Madonna doing something she probably hasn't done in decades—whip up some spaghetti—adorns the Antonucci Café near her Upper East Side home. Wonder what she thinks of it?
Meanwhile, someone agreed to marry Madonna's brother Christopher Ciccone:
Anthony Bourdain, chef and TV personality, has no time for the Chick-Fil-A boycott. Seems he puts yumminess ahead of principle—or at least, ahead of what he thinks the principle is.
Responding to an Adweek question about NYC Mayor Bill de Blasio's call for a boycott on his own city's Chick-Fil-A eateries due to the chain's funneling of cash to anti-gay causes, Bourdain sniffs:
There's a whole lot of reasons to just make a personal decision and not go eat at a business and give them your money. I come from a restaurant business where you're lucky if the guy working next to you isn't like an armed robber. I support your inalienable right to say really stupid, offensive shit and believe really stupid, offensive shit that I don't agree with. I support that, and I might even eat your chicken sandwich.
I think framing it as a First Amendment argument is ridiculous. It's not about their right to be anti-gay, it's about a pro-gay citizen's duty to avoid an establishment that is anti-gay. We can't be sure where almost any of the money we spend truly goes, but when a business makes a big deal out of how anti-gay its donations are, I don't see why it should be problematic to find chicken elsewhere.
Mouthwatering Portuguese treats—plus, baked goods, too! (Image via Manteigaria)
If you're thinking of traveling to Lisbon, here's the ultimate gay travel-tips roundup.
Bryan Hawn writes about why men are building their bubble butts: “If I can build mine from scratch, then there’s hope for every guy (and girl) out there.”
Grindr is actually improving the social lives of gay men: “I am especially happy that these apps exist for men who live in often-overlooked parts of the country.”
Andy Samberg's Popstar, complete with “Finest Girl (Bin Laden Song)” and “Equal Rights” (I'm not gay!) anthems, and Samberg's bare butt, bombs at the B.O. in spite of positive reviews.
Novak Djokovic, flat on his back, spread-eagle.