We eat local... shop local... why not date local?

Park Slope resident and comedian Scott Rogowsky is tired of dating girls who live in the Manhattan. So he decided to hit the streets to see if he could find himself a match right here in his own neighborhood. Screw online dating - Rogowsky is here for "offline dating." And he's making some pretty great promises, including:

• Dinners at Talde!
• Lunches at Bierkraft!
• Brunches at Du Jour!
• FroYo at Culture!
• Walks in Prospect Park!
• Comedy shows at Union Hall! 
• Concerts at The Bell House!
• Movies at The Pavillion!
• Thrifing at Housing Works!
• Netflix in my apartment!

We'll skip 'Movies at The Pavillion," but not bad, eh?

Rogowsky continues: "We can also do laundry together, go food shopping together, start a paleo diet together, do yoga together, read the Times together, watch Girls together!"

Seriously - this sounds too good to be true. 

See how Slope residents reacted:

STUPID CUPID: Profile of the brainy editor with a Patrón habit

February ends today, and we're going out with a little something extra for you singles on Leap Day. Check out Rebecca, the PhD-toting science journal editor who resides in the South Slope. On a Friday night, you're most likely to catch Rebecca slumped on her couch wishing for more Downton Abbey to watch, or drinking Jameson with friends somewhere divey.

We asked Rebecca to sell us on her favorite dive bar and she said:

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STUPID CUPID: Profile of A cheese-loving traveler

February is winding down, but we're still resolved to help the single population of Park Slope get them some. Check out the adorable Linette, who lives on the border of the Slope and Prospect Heights.

We asked Linette to spill on her Park Slope guilty pleasure. She says:

"Bklyn Larder. I love cheese."

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STUPID CUPID: Profile of the single Brit

Emails keep coming in from singles in Park Slope. We didn't realize how many of you just needed a little public push to show off your goods! Here's another great catch in the neighborhood who originally hails from London. Jaimee spends her days working as a production editor at a publishing house and the occasional night at BAM.

She lives near Union on 5th Avenue, so on a Friday night you're most likely to find her at Union Hall, High Dive, or Flatbush Farm. Speaking of High Dive, Jaimee sells us on why it's a great bar.

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Who Gives a Shit: Can You Describe Your Worst Date in the Length of a Tweet?

A friend of mine once described a bad first date in one simple sentence: "He's currently doing his medical residency at a local hospital," she said, "and not only did he admit to having NO bedside manner, instead insisting that his patients should be thankful that he's saving their lives, he boasted that everything he knows about medicine came from Wikipedia."

We've all got bad dating stories. Unfortunately, our friends and family don't always have time to listen to them (they've got babies, jobs and TiVo'd episodes of Parks & Rec to catch up on), so we're often left scrambling to describe the abbreviated versions. We here at FiPS have also been on some bad dates, which we'd like to share with you. And since we know that you guys ALSO have jobs and babies and shit, we've kept them short and simple the best way we know how: by making them the length of a Tweet. Enjoy!

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