Duck Necks Compete With Chicken Wings This Sunday; Midtown East Looking for Desperate Singles

Bedford-Stuyvesant: If you don't want to brave a sports bar Sunday but still want to catch the game, this restaurants-with-flat-screens list includes yet-to-open Rustik Tavern, which will be up and running by kickoff. There will only be a limited menu, but owner Frantz Metellus promises: "If I dont have nachos, Im nothing. [Brooklyn Based]
Chelsea: Trestle on Tenth thinks it has the Super Bowl chicken-wing-tradition beat: braised and fried crispy duck necks with a garlic and anchovy dip. They're not as adventurous as castrating a sheep with your teeth la Giant Grey Ruegamer, but definitely easier to get your hands on; just pick up a few pounds on game day. [Grub Street]
Cobble Hill: "The natives are getting restless" that Trader Joe's hasn't opened, and the store's PR company offers few answers. [Brownstowner]
East Village: Gramercy Tavern's Haute Barnyard guru Michael Anthony is doing a Farm to Chef dinner at the Astor Center tomorrow night. Farmers, writers and activists aplenty will be present. [Grub Street]
Flatiron: Pinkberry on 26th Street at Third Avenue is now open. [Eater]
Midtown East: The Helmsley's Annual Anti-Valentines Day Ball hopes to attract "the recently dumped and 'disenchanted,' as well as the happily single and those looking for love," or you could just come to see the Ice-Carved Anti-Cupid Satan Oyster Bar (and make fun of the desperates). [Grub Street]
Midtown West: "Today, the food you find on most bars is the salty kind: chip, pretzels, etc. As anyone in the bar biz knows, these are meant to make you thirsty, so you order more liquor," but Keens is one of the last spots to offer sobering snacks of the bygone era: hard-boiled eggs, and they're free. [Lost City]