What's Buffet Season?
Let’s be clear: this is not a relationship-friendly time of year. No cuddling, no nights in, no romantic getaways -- it's every person for themselves. Relationships on the edge disaster fall apart and people previously too cold to go out and find a date are suddenly out 'til 2 or 3 every night.
The boroughs come alive: everyone in Manhattan attends the latest art opening, people in Brooklyn flood the streets for dance parties, Bronx residents reenact that part of The Warriors when those two dudes run into that hot knife-wielding girl gang, lovers in Queens make out while furiously assuring each other that their Chinatown is better than Manhattan's, and Staten Island guys ask their moms if it’s cool to have a girl over.
In this particular season, we choose not to engage in relationships or courtship rituals, or anything that bears any commonality with the “usual” procedures one goes through when securing a mate. This is the time of year in which all manners and niceties go out the window and we opt out of flowers and dinner dates for cheap whiskey and the kind of sweaty, spastic full-body dancing that gets people banned from clubs.