The police arrested an ex-con with a history of stabbing-while-biking in the weekend stabbing of a Queens woman walking in Long Island City. Police say Eli Granger stabbed a woman in the chest while riding on his bike. A tip to Crimestoppers led the police to Granger’s home at a Greenpoint “flophouse.”
Looks like Greenpoint’s favorite hotel might have just added a little more value to New York City’s standard of living! I don’t know about you, but I can hardly wait until Max and his buddies open another establishment on Banker Street.
Photo Credit: Gothamist
Filed under: Williamsburg
From North 1st Street.
From the Norman Avenue entrance of the Smith & 9th Street bound G train.
After several trial runs the fabulous bartendrix at the Black Rabbit, Karin*, has found a recipe she likes. She is going to whip up a new batch this weekend and it should be ready for your delectation on Tuesday! I have been told by the owner free tastings will be in the offering.
What: Homemade Ginger Beer
When: Tuesday, July 1st, 2008
Where: The Black Rabbit, 91 Greenpoint Avenue, Brooklyn, New York, 11222
Why: Because real honest-to-god ginger beer is sheer bliss in the summer— especially when employed to make Dark and Stormies!
How: The G train, B43 or B61 to Greenpoint Avenue, the B48 to Manhattan Avenue
Check it out!
*formerly of Rififi, currently of Little Branch
Love ‘em or hate ‘em, those folks in Williamsburg know their Bobby De Niro and Al Pacino movies.
Yeah today was supposed to be my day “off” but whenever I find lost pet fliers I make it a point to post them stat. If anyone has seen this handsome, nameless and (for the most part) toothless chap please contact his owner at the above telephone number.
Filed under: Area 51
Today, dear readers, I am going to take a little break from the Internets, go out and enjoy offline life. Therefore, it is very likely this will be today’s final post— or not. Greenpoint is a rather mysterious place! In any case I will leave you with this, my colleague Blognigger’s piquant take on what happens when you (or in this case, me) puts up a post featuring a photograph of a man gagged and taped to a chair. Enjoy!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
This is the ad hoc ashtray the powers that be have seen fit to place in front of this bar at the corner of Manhattan and Nassau Avenue.
Remember that standee of his girlfriend Olympia placed at the corner of Franklin Street and Noble Street for her birthday? Well, over the weekend it received a few modifications.
This is not witty. This is not funny. This is a heartless act of vandalism perpetrated by a person bereft of any sense of compassion whose self-esteem is derived by denigrating others. I have no doubt Olympia spent a lot of time working on this. It was very much a labor of love. How long did it take some anonymous asshole to destroy it? Probably five minutes. Way to go, jerkoff!
I have a better idea: why doesn’t the person who saw fit to vandalize this work of art go to hell?
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Anyone who is married will tell you the institution is all about sharing. Sharing a home, sharing a life, sharing the stomach flu, and so forth. This mutually agreed upon bond also entails learning things about one’s partner you may very well prefer not to know. Case in point:
Miss Heather: She is a really beautiful woman. This is really saying something given she is green.
Mr. Heather: Green women can be sexy. Haven’t you ever seen that Star Trek episode?
(Miss Heather swivels around in her office chair, stares at Mr. Heather)
Miss Heather: You should be SO happy Overheard in New York won’t accept submissions from conversations you are involved in.
Yes, my husband is a colossal dork. MY DORK until death do us part. Lucky me.