One Apartment, 60 Lbs. of Pork

The sun has already set, but the overwhelming scent of bacon continues to waft down the hallways of the fifth floor of 220 W. 98th St., just east of Broadway. It can only mean one thing: Pork Fest! is back.

This celebration of all things porcine and edible is courtesy of Josie Proulx, 39, whose annual bacon-and-then-some bacchanalia has drawn an international coterie of well-wishers and empty stomachs (including this reporter, a neighbor) for the past eight years. As Proulx is fond of saying, “Pork Fest! is all pork, all night long.” Read more