Filed under: Williamsburg
When I looked up at this building (located at the intersection of Roebling and Broadway) I thought to myself:
Wow, that’s really ugly!
Yes, I realize that this building is probably being designed with the needs of Hasidim in mind, but what is up with this?
Of course the first two floors being bombed by “Katsu” and others does not help matters.
Could someone please explain to me why someone would do this? And by “this” I mean going to the trouble of filling a fire extinguisher with paint and going to the intersection of Roebling and Broadway to deface a new building? Yes, the above edifice is hideous. BUT— and this is a big but— “bombing” some old industrial building in Billyburg or Greenpoint is one thing, defacing the soon-to-be-home for people you don’t even know is different.
Is this really necessary?
I have become magnificently obsessed with the illegal hotel hostel at 249 Varet Street. I’m serious. I almost want to go down there and spend the night so as to assure myself the New York Loft Hostel is, indeed, for real. When I find advertising copy like the following (from hostelworld.com) it only fans the flames of my burning curiosity.
Ten minutes to Union Square? From Morgan Avenue?!? What the hell are these people smoking? But I guess time doesn’t matter if there is no curfew. That’s what being a “Hipster King” is all about!
You know, when my husband and I eloped we never had a honeymoon. We just ate lunch at Fernando’s Foccaceria, hopped on the G train and went back home. Methinks an extended conjugal visit at the “Mixed Dorm Ensuite”* is just the thing to put the fire back into our marriage!
*With shower/toilet facilities in room. Showers (be they yellow or otherwise) for the masses! Hallelujah!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From the Smith – 9th Street bound platform of the Crosstown Local.
Wishing to steer clear of the downright nasty heat today I have whiled away the afternoon by knocking around the apartment doing housework and perusing the Brooklyn Daily Eagle archives. Mostly the latter— which is where I found this plum of story from the June 9, 1896 edition which proposes that our fair burg might soon be re-christened Cleanpoint. With a hefty helping of patriotism and child labor, naturally.
112 Years Later: July 19, 2008, 239 Banker Street
Looks like we still have a ways to go.
Filed under: Williamsburg
From South 2nd Street.
Anyone worth his (or her) Greenpoint salt is familiar with the Peter Pan Bakery. Not only is it the home of some of the best damned donuts in the city, but to go inside makes one feel like he (or she) has entered a time warp. If any of you, dear readers, have ever felt this way (I know I have) don’t worry: the feeling is well warranted.
When I showed the above photograph to an employee of this establishment this morning it created quite a stir. Even the owner was shocked at how little Peter Pan has changed over the last thirty years and gladly gave me permission to take another, newer photograph of her establishment as it looks today. Here it is.
As you can see very little has changed. All the way down to the lovely uniformed waitresses manning the counter and children eagerly awaiting tasty treats, Peter Pan is more or less the same now as it was thirty years ago.
The addition of a few scantily clad staffers notwithstanding.
P.S.: I want to give a big New York Shitty shout-out to the ladies of Peter Pan for allowing me to photograph the interior of their establishment. Thanks!
I just received the above photograph from a fellow Greenpointer named Tammy Jez. She writes:
this may look like a war zone, but nope, it’s in front of my apartment on newell street and norman avenue in greenpoint brooklyn. i came home last night from a weekend getaway… to find my place of residence had barely survived a three story highÂ fieryÂ explosion. according to a neighbor, around 2am saturday night (sunday morning) some youths set fire to a mattress, pushed it under a pickup truck, and the effect is shown in the attached photos. check out the melted siding !!! its a miracleÂ no-oneÂ got hurt.Â definitelyÂ a close call.Â unfortunately, to my knowledge the youths have not been identified.
From what I can tell the 94th Precinct had a very busy weekend. The very same morning this truck was torched New York’s Finest took down a pit bull in the middle of Huron Street. Sheesh.
Photo Credits: Tammy Jez
Filed under: Williamsburg
Few things things create as much acrimony like the delicate subject of money. A debt unpaid can cause even the best of friends to become the worst of enemies. Given the fact there is an entire industry whose sole purpose is debt collect is a telling testament to how we, the American people, covet our greenbacks. But this option is not be for everyone; collections agencies are out of the reach of many a New Yorker. Fortunately I discovered a novel form of bill collection on the Southside today. It requires no paperwork, no attorneys, no fees or telephone banks. All you need is a can of spray paint.
If the owner of this property (which is located on Keap Street between Broadway and S. 5th Street) is reading this, do the right thing and give “Super” his hard-earned money.
You can hand deliver or mail your certified check or money order (Sorry, no personal checks!) to:
359 Broadway (corner of Keap Street)
Brooklyn, New York 11211
This Saturday, July 26, Ba-Rock Brooklyn will be having a fundraiser right here in Greenpoint. Live bands (with such interesting names as “Mobile Wash Unit” and “Madam Robot & The Lust Brigade”) will be performing at T.B.D., Lost & Found Bar, Van Gogh’s Radio and Queen’s Hideaway starting at 6:00 p.m. After an evening of short films Apollo Heights will grace the stage at East Coast Aliens at the stroke of midnight. Lastly, this evening of entertainment (which is way too jam-packed for me to go into here) will be capped off by an after-party at T.B.D.
Those of you who are interested in attending can learn more about this event (and others in the works, including another event in Greenpoint August 9!) by checking out Ba-Rock Brooklyn’s web site. Be advised the price of admission is $20.00. This is a fundraiser after all!
What can I say about this modified poster (from the Queens-bound platform of the Crosstown Local)? It is what it is.