curated by Sara Maher
Can it be fall already? While you’re still waiting for the heat (and the humidity) to break, think of happier times… like springtime… like St. Patrick’s Day! Say top o’ the mornin’ to some pre-fall fun (right after wiping this introduction from your memory, thanks).
When you think NYC, you probably don’t think “folk music,” but the genre got its start right here in the 1940s. Celebrate its history at the Washington Square Park Folk Festival, now it in its sixth year. Both Saturday and Sunday will have back-to-back performances from local folk performers, but the highlight is the traditional community square dance that closes the event on Sunday.
• F downtown to W 4th St-Washington Square and walk northeast to enter Washington Square Park; the performances will take place in Garibaldi Plaza on the east side. Sat Sep 24-Sun Sep 25, 1-4pm. Free. wspfolkfest.com
Street O’ Fun
The Atlantic Antic, the oldest and largest street fair in Brooklyn, pays tribute to the many cultures and heritages that coexist in four Brooklyn neighborhoods. Take advantage of special discounts and giveaways from local vendors, enjoy live music and performances at one of the many stages, or head to the designated kids’ block for pony rides, bounce houses, face painting, and other family-friendly activities. No street fair is complete without row after row of food vendors, so, as the saying goes, “Eat it at the Antic, Walk it off on Atlantic!”
• F downtown to Bergen St and walk northeast on Smith St to Atlantic; festival is on Atlantic Ave between Hicks St and Flatbush Ave. Sun Sep 25, 12-6pm. Free admission and performances, but payment required for food and vendors. atlanticave.org/atlantic-antic
Barrel O’ Fun
To the surprise of none, NYC has a Pickle Day! The Lower East Side becomes a pickle lover’s playground filled with over 20 picklers and their wares. If briny bites aren’t your thing, you can still get in the spear-it: the pickle people promise there will be non-pickled snacks for sale, plus live music, face painting, Pickle Toss, and the “world’s first ever home pickling/dancing contest.” Your guess is as good as mine on that one, but I have no doubt it will be dill-ightful!
• F downtown to Delancey St and walk east on Delancey to Orchard; festival on Orchard St between Delancey and E Houston. Sun Sep 25, 12-5pm. Free admission and performances, but payment required for food and vendors. pickleday.nyc
Slice O’ Fun
Everyone loves a pizza party, especially one that supports a good cause. Slice Out Hunger’s annual $1 Slice Night brings over 50 NYC pizzerias under one roof for a night of cheesy, carb-y goodness. As an added bonus, 100% of the proceeds go to hunger relief organizations supported by Slice Out Hunger, which aims to fight the City’s hunger program by funding food pantries, shelters, school and senior meals, and more. This year’s recipients are City Harvest and Food Bank for New York City.
• F downtown to Broadway-Lafayette and walk west on W Houston to The Lower Hall (155 Sullivan St.) Wed Oct 5, 6pm until the pizza runs out. $1 per food voucher (good for one slice of pizza, one drink, or one dessert); raffle tickets will also be available. Cash only. sliceouthunger.org/nycdollarslicenight
Spit Spot O’ Fun
Still don’t feel like a true New Yorker? The New Yorker Festival is here to help. Spend three days talking books, film, theater, politics, and all things highbrow with Louis C.K., Daniel Craig, Jonah Hill, Jeremy Irons, David Letterman, Sarah Silverman, Bruce Springsteen, Jeffrey Toobin, and others, plus many, many New Yorker writers and editors. There will also be film previews (A Quiet Passion, Christine, Loving) and panel discussions (Crazy Funny: Mental Health and TV Comedy, “President Trump: Life as We May Know It), so get your monocles ready!
• Various locations; F-accessible venues include Directors Guild Theatre (downtown to 57th St, 10 W 57th St), The Town Hall (downtown to 42nd St-Bryant Park, 123 W 43rd St), SVA Theater (downtown to 23rd St, 333 W 23rd). Oct 7-9, various times. Tickets $45-65. festival.newyorker.com