Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
In what is possibly the fasted turn-around for a restaurant in Greenpoint history, last Thursday, July 17, Le Brique officially opened for business. I learned this from a tipster who happens to live near this establishment. N writes:
Have you checked out Le Brique? They had some opening party on Thursday, with a DJ that shook our apartment with early 90′s dance music. I would imagine from the fast turnaround… that the same owners that operated Little Korea operate this establishment. I hope the food is improved though. And I hope there are no more 90′s dance parties.
I agree on both counts. I do hope the food is good and they refrain from playing early 90′s dance music. Bad music is sort of like bad food: both are sufficiently awful the first time around. Click here to see what foodstuffs this, Greenpoint’s newest restaurant, is serving. Among the more traditional French fare you will find blood sausage. Yummy.
P.S.: If you look at the square shaped “gems” gracing this storefront you will notice they read “Shanghai Lee”. Very amusing.
From McCarren Park.
I first learned about this garage-to-retail conversion via my buddy over Neighborhood Threat. Curious to see firsthand what she was talking about, I put on my sandals and strolled over to the intersection of Norman Avenue and Lorimer Street.
Neighborhood Threat writes: Walking up Norman today, I noticed that those lovely old weathered garage doors between Lorimer & Manhattan had a DOB permit on them: CONVERSION OF EXISTING GARAGE SPACES TO RETAIL. It’s a great location, but who’s going to rent them? I think we’re getting to the point that we need the parking spaces more than the retail spaces these days.
She brings up a salient point: parking is a big enough nightmare nowadays. However, my primary concern is what kind of retail business will occupy this space? The prevailing pattern in Greenpoint nowadays seems to be having too many of any one business, e.g.; Thai restaurants, 99 Cent Stores, BANKS, etc. The previous having been said, I’m wagering this will become a boutique. Hopefully it will be one whose wares are affordable to those who do not have the benefit of a six figure salary.
But I am not holding my breath.
Since tomorrow’s weather will be a much more moderate 90 degrees* I thought I would pass along this stoop sale slated for 115 India Street. Among the wares in the offering are “miscellaneous household goods”, electronics, CDs and clothing. You know, the usual stuff.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
11:00 a.m. – 3:00 p.m.
115 India Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Purportedly most items will be priced at $10.00 or less!
*This is sarcasm.
Tonight and tomorrow night Cafecito will be celebrating Colombian Independence Day by serving up complimentary agaurdiente shots alongside their usual tapas menu. What is “aguardiente” you ask? Literally translated as “fire water”, it is a libation made of sugar cane with anisette flavoring. I’ve been told it is pretty high octane stuff so be sure to drink responsibly. Alcohol and triple digit heat do not mix very well!
1015 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Oh yeah, and why not have a glass of their mind-blowing good tropical sangria while you’re there?
Stay cool everybody!
From Driggs Avenue.
(Or, it’s a full moon in Greenpoint)
The one subject I am rapidly tiring of is the issue of what makes a “real” citizen of (insert neighborhood here). Some were born in New York Shitty, and yes, some have even died here! It’s what’s in between that seems to be the pickle. At what point has one lived in a given neighborhood (in this case, Greenpoint) long enough to earn “street cred” from the self-appointed guardians of citizenship? I neither know the answer of this question nor do I care to learn it. To fixate upon the past is to ignore the present and abrogate one’s responsibility to shape the future. Which brings me to a Greenpoint incident of note from yesterday, July 18.
When I arrived at the junk shop I noticed something balled-up in a plastic bag. It was a wig. I pulled it out and looked at it.
Me (to a co-worker): This looks pretty ratty. Methinks I am going to throw it in the dumpster. That way we’ll see some crazy person wearing it in the neighborhood tomorrow.
ASIDE: Before I continue I would like to clarify something. The dumpster at the junk shop is arguably as popular as the store itself. Not only do people see fit to use it as a trash repository (such as the psychic next door* who once saw fit to dump her barbecue grill, replete with smoldering briquettes in it July 4th), but it is rifled through on a nightly basis by people who either do not know what has been placed in there (trust me, some of it was rather gross) or do not care.
Now jump forward to last night. It is 8:45 p.m. and I am headed down Manhattan Avenue to meet some friends for dinner. True to form, dumpster diving was well underway…
and the dude doing the diving was wearing said wig.
Is it just me or does this man bear an uncanny resemblance to Ron Jeremy?
Close but no cigar: my prognostication was off by approximately three hours. I may very well be on my way to becoming a real Greenpointer, but clearly I still have a ways to go.
*Who has a habit of buying large quantities of lotto tickets. If this woman was truly psychic why hasn’t she won by now?
(Or: Be A L-Trainer Or Just Act Like One)
Ordinarily I would submit something like the following to Overheard In New York. But given its particularly Greenpoint nature I am publishing it here. Mr. Heather and I overheard this last night while walking to the Black Rabbit.
Young 20-something chick to her clique of nubile comrades on Huron Street at Manhattan Avenue:
If I lived here I’d walk to the L train.
That’s over a mile, honey. Do you think you can do that in heels?
Map Credit: Google
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Huron Street.
Filed under: Williamsburg
Bedford Avenue will have no vehicular traffic from North 9th Street to Metropolitan Avenue for the next four weekends. Be sure to plan accordingly!