There’s perhaps no better backyard (or any backyard at all, really) in all of Bushwick better suited to an Easter egg hunt than Bushwick Country Club, which is located in that ether between Bushwick and Williamsburg on frat row, Grand Street. Its small, yet spacious nature is perfect for drunkards fumbling around in search of eggs.
Lara Dangler, the 28-year-old organizer of what is being called the First Annual Easter Egg Hunt for Things That Matter to Bushwickians, told The Burning Bush, “We’ve done Easter egg hunts here in the past, but it was always very conventional; we filled the eggs with candy and, at best, a twenty-five cent piece. And even though most Bushwickians act like children, we know they need things designed for adults: specifically money and drugs.”
One participant, Felyce Oblivv, a 23-year-old bartender at nearby Lady Jay’s, was surprised and elated when she struck it rich by finding a green-tone plastic egg with a $100 bill and a tiny bag of Adderall. “I usually don’t find much reason to celebrate Easter, but this hunt is changing my entire outlook,” she beamed. The contest, which takes place until 10 p.m. today (adding greater challenges via “night hunting”), has drawn in rent-strapped, overly sober Bushwickians in droves. “We’ll probably need a higher budget next year,” stated Dangler.
Written by Genna Rivieccio