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New York Shitty Day Starter: Est.
This lovely shot of the place formerly known as the Greenpoint Coffee House comes courtesy of autovac. Great capture!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Gratuitous Food Porn
Tonight the Mister, I and a good friend finally got around to trying out the Garden Spot’s newest dining establishment: Paulie Gee’s. The first thing that struck me was how vegetarian friendly the menu (which you can see by clicking here) was. Truth be told, it was difficult to make a choice— but choose I did: I opted for the Marianna and an arugula salad.
Make that two arugula salads. As it would happen the waitress had noted we had debated as to whether purchase one or two. They had an extra one so they gave it to us. Both were dispatched pretty quickly. Then came a surprise from Mr. Gee himself:
The first working model of the “Miss Heather Special” a little culinary joint venture we have been working on. We dug in.
And dug in. It should be noted that the Mister ate his entire pie: the Kuban.*
And DUG IN.
All in all we had a great time and my Marianna pie was garlicky and delicious. A glass of wine would have been a nice accompaniment, but Paulie assured me they were anticipating their liquor license in a week or so.
Paulie G’s Pizzeria
60 Greenpoint Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
(718) 987-3747
As for what will constitute a “Miss Heather Special”? That’s for me to know and you to find out! I am more than certain Paulie will come up with something fantastic! In the meantime, check it out! You will not be disappointed.
Miss Heather
*As in Adam Kuban of SliceNY.
P.S.: You can see more (and I would argue, better) pictures from our foray to Paulie Gee’s by checking out my photo pool.
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Live From The Mark Bar
This photo (which showcases a Bad Brains-inspired tee shirt featuring none other than our beloved Shit Tits!) was taken by autovac. Two words: love it! Lest you are wondering, this shirt is for sale! You can purchase ’em for the very reasonable price of $20.00 (plus $5.00 shipping) by pointing and clicking here.
Miss Heather
UPDATE, March 15, 2010; I have just been informed by my mother that I am to purchase one of these for Pa Heather. I am pleased to report this has come to pass!
New York Shitty Day Starter: Nothing’s Sacred
Inasmuch as I hate to admit it there is a great deal of veracity to be found in the above cynic’s comment. Everything is for sale in our fair city. Whether one wants to sell or not is immaterial. It’s simply of matter of money, political influence and legal chicanery. We’re the easiest city money can buy.
There are many— religious types mostly— who consider New York City to be the whore of Babylon. They may very well be correct. Whores are capitalists in the purest sense. They do it for the money. New Yorkers do it for the money. Our god is the dollar and time is money.
What has come to pass at Atlantic Yards has reduced our fair city from being a whore to a slut. Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free— or better yet at tax payer’s expense?
Miss Heather
P.S.: This post goes out to Marty Markowitz who said and I quote (from Curbed’s gritty firsthand account of this farce):
Sorry about the noise outside. Obviously disgruntled Knicks fans.
Tool.
New York Shitty Day Ender: Lost & Found In Translation
From Mott Street, Manhattan
This (which hails from the Canal Street stop of the 6 train in Manhattan) is bona fide proof that New York City is still an international city— if not in subway service, at least in anger directed at lack of said subway service. Only the MTA could make this kind of racial/ethnic unity (albeit while employing profanity) happen. Mazel tov!
The use of sarcastic quotation marks is a nice touch.
Miss Heather
P.S.: Can anyone give me a translation of the Chinese annotation on this flier? My curiousity is driving me crazy.
Greenpoint Street Seating Du Jour: Rode Hard & Put Away Wet
Filed under: 11222, Bloomblight, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Street Furniture
From 1059 Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Crosstown Local Photos Du Jour: For The Love Of Robert Pattinson
This Robert Pattinson guy must really be something. There’s no way, nowhere, NO HOW I’d ever affix my kisser to anything located in the New York City subway system, much less the G train.*
Miss Heather
*Save perhaps Benecio Del Toro. In person only. Even then I’d insist upon precautionary disinfectant baby wipes.
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