Culture on the Cheap
Poles Without Pants
This may sound silly, but I always find going to my friend Rachael’s apartment a trip. Located on Diamond Street between Driggs and Nassau Avenue, her home is in the heart of “Little Poland”. Although my apartment is only a half mile way, it might as well be a million; I live in the largely Hispanic area to the north. Follows is a little sampling of Greenpoint
kielbasa glory I found on the way to my friend’s place this afternoon.
You just don’t see stuff like this on my side of Greenpoint Avenue.
And quite frankly, I’m glad.