TOMORROW: Holiday Party & Market At Clayspace

December 9, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

This item comes courtesy of the New York Shitty inbox. Tomorrow, December 10, starting at 6:00 p.m. Clayspace will be hosting an opening reception and holiday market. Having attended this event in the past I can assure you it is well worth taking the time to check out!

Holiday Party & Market
December 10, 2010 6:00 – 9:00 p.m.
MARKET ONLY
December 11, 2010 11:00 a.m. – 7:00 p.m.
December 12, 2010 11:00 a.m. – 6:00 p.m.
Clayspace
1205 Manhattan Avenue, suite 241
Brooklyn, New York 11222

Miss Heather

Photo Credits: The above wreath was made by Brooklyn Pottery and can be purchased online by clicking here.

From The New York Shitty Inbox: Plaques At 80 Franklin Street?

September 12, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

One of the things I love about Greenpoint (and New York City, for that matter) is you can walk down the same street year after year and find some hitherto undiscovered treasure.  This brings me to the above building and an email I received from an eagle-eyed Greenpointer (and friend) Caryn. She writes:

The little building next to mine at 80 Franklin has always intrigued me. I did some research once that indicated that the first house in Greenpoint was built at the corner of Franklin and Calyer, and given the fact that the two buildings on that corner are newer construction than everything around them,
I always assumed that made sense.

This morning I walked out of the building and headed down Franklin St. towards Greenpoint Ave. As I passed 80 Franklin, something on the sidewalk (which is usually obscured by garbage cans) caught my eye.

There are SIX plaques dedicated to the memory of WWI. Not WWII. WWI.

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I didn’t want to open the gate and get better photos since I was late. But it is a crying shame that these are normally obscured by trash.

The plaques also make mention of a tree.

I wonder if it was a park or a yard? Are these plaques private or public? If nothing else I’d like to highlight them so maybe the people who live/work there don’t put their trashcans on them any longer.
I’d love to find out who I could contact to see what can be done to preserve these.

Needless to say I swung by without delay and checked these out. I found five such plaques. Without further ado here they are:

I (okay, WE: my husband is a World War I maven of sorts) have started to research these plaques but have yet to come up with anything substantive. Their placement is certainly odd— perhaps they have something to do with the gore which is located across the street? If any of you, dear readers, know the story behind these plaques and/or the tree which was planted in these veterans’ memory please share via comments or email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com.

Thanks!

UPDATE, 7:05 p.m.: having arrived home I see some of my readers have stepped up to the plate!

Arthur Rollin writes:

Hi Miss Heather!

I immediately recognized the plaques you posted about recently.  They were originally placed beside Elm trees planted along Eastern Parkway (where I live) in Prospect and Crown Heights after the first World War.  I’m guessing a lot of those original elms have since died and been torn out, but a few of the plaques still remain.  You can read more about them here:
I’m not sure how they ended up in Greenpoint though.  Maybe living relatives of the deceased picked them up when the trees were removed in order to maintain a memorial of some sorts?  It’s probably worth looking up the names in the City’s census records and see if they were residents of the area.
Hope that helps!

Ray Palermo writes:

Just a guess, but it may have had something to do with 80 Franklin having been a funeral home.  It would not be unusual for an undertaker to have a memorial to fallen soldiers from the neighborhood, and the plaques outlived the building and the business.  The attached is from 1885, but it could have still been in business during WWI.

http://query.nytimes.com/mem/archive-free/pdf?res=F40912FD3B5D10738DDDAF0994DF405B8584F0D3

Interesting. Especially since it (somewhat) dove tails with what my buddy across the creek— none other than the Crapper himself— had to say!

Click the link, then click the little camera icon. A menu will come up with dates. Toggle between 1924 aerial and any of the others and you’ll see that 80 Franklin Street was a victim of Banker Street being cut through. A search of the address on the NY Times website shows it was at one time the office of the medical examiner. (In 1885, he was caught keeping dead babies in an icebox for months. !!! —Ed. Note.) Anyway, as this was once a civic building, the memorials make sense. The loss of the space where the trees were is probably due to the road being extended.

More (undoubtedly) to come!

UPDATE, 7:42 p.m.: the historian for St. Stan’s Post 1771, Phil, writes:

Heather,

Once upon a time in Greenpoint, there were trees outside McGolrick park on Monitor Street. These trees were dedicated to World War I veterans who were from Greenpoint that died in World War I. The trees had a plaques with there names on them. They were put there by American Legion post 241, formed in 1919, which was located at the present site of McDonalds.

I found out about the plaques in the 50’s from guy who may have been a member of Post 241. At the time he was putting two small American flags on the tree, it was in honor of Memorial Day or Veterans Day I don’t remember which. Post 241 was closed down after World War II and was absorbed by our Post St Stans 1771. Once I got involved in the American Legion I started to wonder about those plaques and what happened to them. I tried the Parks Department they didn’t have any information as to What happened to them. Could these plaques you found were the plaques at the bottom of the trees, I can’t say for sure.

I did find out the following 4 of them are from Greenpoint:

Nulty Thomas Raymond,
683 Leonard St Bklyn.
Corp., M. G. Bn.165th Inf.
Killed in action, July 28.1918

Foley, Frank J.,
922 Lorimer St.,Bklyn.
Pvt., 1st Cl.Co.C, 165th Inf. Died of wounds, October 13,1918.

Sheehan, .John C.,
212 Java St., Bklyn.
Pvt., 1st Cl.Co.E, 302d Engrs.
Died of wounds, September 17, 1918.

Black, George A.
Private George Alphonsus BLACK, who died of wounds Oct. 5, was the 27-year-old son of John J. and Catherine BLACK, of 87 India street. He was born in New York and when he was very young his parents moved to Greenpoint, where he attended and was graduated from P.S. 126.  When this country declared war on Germany he tried to enlist three times, but failed. He was drafted last February and went overseas with Company D, 306th Machine Gun Battalion.  The last letter his parents received from him, was dated Sept. 2.  The heartbroken mother said last night that in the midst of her terrible grief, she rejoiced that her boy had died for his country.  Another brother, Dr. John J. BLACK, is with the Medical Reserve Corps.

I found a listing for a Frank Foley who lived at 84 Newell St. on the June 18, 1918 Draft Register.

I don’t have any idea on Dan McKenna Korea.

I read some of the replies to your post. These plaques are for men who were from Greenpoint.

UPDATE, 9:08 p.m.: Phil (with a little help from a friend) has solved the mystery! He writes:

Heather,

I just spoke to a friend of mine and he knew the history of those plaques. Those plaques were originally located at the foot of the trees that were located around the old Knights Of Columbus Lexington Council building on the corner of  Meserole Ave and Lorimer Street. When the building was sold they came into the possession of the former owner of 80 Franklin. I also found out that there was a VFW post in Greenpoint named for George Black. The post has long since been closed down…

9:13 p.m.: I did some checking and the George Black post 1818 is still listed as being open but maybe inactive. VFW does not give an address.

Miss Heather

From The New York Shitty Photo Pool: Blowing Water

July 14, 2010 ·
Filed under: Brooklyn, Sunset Park 

This item comes from Carnade who writes:

In my favorite park….. If only I could of captured the 40 older Chinese dancing right beyond the gates….

Miss Heather

New York Shitty Day Ender: Roosevelt Avenue

June 14, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11372, Elmhurst, Jackson Heights, Queens 

As promised I am rounding out today’s postage with some highlights from my day trip to Queens. My buddy Richard and I got off at 90th Street, trekked 74th Street, grabbed some (DELICIOUS) Indian fare and called it day. And a great day it was: I thoroughly enjoyed taking in the sights, sounds and smells of Roosevelt Avenue! Before I proceed to the show I’d like to make a few observations/comments:

  1. I loved— no, make that LOVED— Little Mexico in Elmhurst! I plan on going back when I am more flush and stocking up on all manner and variety of spicy foodstuffs.
  2. My collection of “outcall” girlie/nudie cards now has seven new additions!
  3. I encountered what has to be the creepiest Michael Jackson souvenir I have ever seen. Save perhaps the King of Pop’s missing proboscis which I would just as well never see.
  4. “Baby Aroma” scented floor cleaner = very bad syntax
  5. Roosevelt Avenue (or at least the pigeons who call it home) are none too impressed with Absolut Brooklyn. I can’t honestly say I blame them. Speaking as someone who lives in a neighborhood where every imaginable variety of the stuff can be had (including “Poland Spring Vodka” which goes for $2.00 a fifth with accompanying plastic cups at 5 cents each!) The idea of ginger and apple infused vodka strikes me as being thoroughly repulsive.*
  6. The following slide show is (in my opinion) best seen in larger format (which can be done by clicking here).

Without further ado, here’s the show!

And on that note, dear readers, I am calling it a night!

Miss Heather

*As does Vodkagate (a term coined by Aaron Short) AKA: FOLCfest (an acronym I adore which comes courtesy of Fucked In Park Slope) AKA: Giant Blogger Circle Jerk (as coined by my friends to the south at FreeWilliamsburg) for that matter. I tried to voice my disgust via comments on Cityroom to no avail. My comment was not published. They trotted out a bona fide (and seemingly unapologetic) Payola taker and deemed her worthy of dispensing advice to bloggers yet my comment, which criticized her actions in a very civil if harsh manner, did not meet their exacting standards. Perhaps next time I should offer them a bottle of vodka?  No worries, I had the presence of mind to take a screencap.

From The New York Shitty Inbox: PO’ed At Pio Pio Riko

June 7, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

When I encountered the above assortment of detritus (a rose, a fern leaf, a cake figurine and a partially consumed bottle of Corona— all of which reeked of stale beer) in front of Pio Pio Riko yesterday it was enough to even give me pause. So I took a picture of it. Now jump forward to today: you can imagine my lack of surprise when I received an email from someone else who finds this establishment’s lack of tidiness troubling.

Anonymous (who sent me the above images) writes:

Hi Miss Heather,

I live on Huron St, and every day I have to walk pass Pio Pio Riko at the corner of Manhattan and Huron in order to go to and from my house every day.

The problem is the absolutely foul, unsanitary conditions that I observe on a daily basis. Mice play on the side on the building with reckless abandon. Attached is a photo of the dumpster, which attracts clouds of flies and is almost always overflowing. PPR is sometimes even kind enough to use the city supplied green trashcan in front of their business for their own refuse (something that can be accompanied by a fine.)

I’m a three-year Greenpointer who is about as pro-local business as you can get, but the conditions here are ridiculous. We’ve tried 311 in order to get the restaurant to clean up its act, but the city won’t do anything. The sidewalk often becomes impossible to navigate, it being strewn with trash from the restaurant. When it gains, you can see workers wading through inches of water in the PPR basement prep kitchen as workers chop onions and bring up vats of “green sauce.” Disgusting.

Take a walk down Huron St one evening past PPR, and tell me what you smell. I’m not trying to run PPR out of the nabe; I simply want them to have respect for their neighborhood and the people who live in it.

Ugh.

Thanks

Let’s see: Anonymous is calling 311. That’s a good start. However he/she should be forwarding these complaint numbers (with photos) to Community Board 1. Other than that I honestly don’t know what else can be done. Does anyone have advice for Anonymous? If so please tender them via comments or email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com.

Thanks!

Miss Heather

Greenburg Photos Du Jour: McCarren Park

Taken May 15, 2010.

Miss Heather

P.S.: These are the coolest fairy wings I have ever seen. I half-joked to this lovely (and very focused) lass’s mother that I would buy them for $50.00. Nothing doing.

From The New York Shitty Inbox: Locked Out

March 17, 2010 ·
Filed under: 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic 

T (who sent the above image) writes:

Attached you’ll find a pic of our lovely new park at the end west end of Greenpoint Ave.  I have no idea what this park is called, so I can’t be more specific but I’m pretty sure you know the park pictured.  I’m sure you’ll also note that the gate to this public park is padlocked and that the sun is still shining. What you might not know is that this gate has been padlocked for three days straight with no notice as to why.  I have been by this park with my lovely canine companion Kenneth twice a day for the last three days – morning around 6:30 and evening around 6:30 and never has it been accessible.  Is there something I don’t know about the park schedule that would cause it to be closed?  Also, if it should in fact be open, do you have any idea who I should complain to?  I called 311, but as I mentioned this park is not marked with any name from without and the 311 operator had no record of a park at the location so did not know who to call.  I filed a general complaint.  Is this something I can send on to our assemblyman friend?  Thoughts?  As this is pretty much the only unpaved park in my area, it’s pretty friggin annoying that I can’t get into it.

This public space is called WNYC Transmitter Interim Park— or something to that effect. Of course this information is not of much use if the 311 operator has no idea this park (if you can call it that) exists. But I’ll leave the semantics and philosophical stuff to the city. Here are four people/entities I would recommend T contact about this (or any other neighborhood) problem (in order of relevance):

I hope this has been helpful, T!

Miss Heather

UPDATE, March 18, 2010; T has some exciting news to relay! He/she writes:

I am extremely pleased to report some actual good news on this.  This morning, as a result of my 311 call, the District Manager responsible for this park called me back.  We were both on cell phones so I did not 100% catch his name but I believe it was Harmon or Carmen.  First, how’s that for promptness?!?  Awesome!  Second, he was not only beyond polite but also clearly interested in this and concerned.  We spoke for about ten minutes, the result being that he had already spoken to the employee responsible for that park who reported he had been closing it at 5:15 every day.  Harmon/Carmen explained to me that their employees are still on winter hours and that within a month, as dusk officially becomes 7 or 8 o’clock, they will switch to summer hours.

I feel it’s important to commend our public servants in this or at least note that everything functioned exactly as it should in this case.  There was the kind of promptness, concern, respect and knowledge on display that should characterize every interaction between citizens and the city apparatus.

Thanks Harmon/Carmen!!

TONIGHT: Pigeon Life

If you’re looking for something to do tonight, look no further. Thanks to the miracle that is the New York Shitty inbox I’ve found it. Or would it have found me? In any case it is called “Pigeon Life” and it will come to pass at Pete’s Candy Store. Here’s the 411 per their press release:

WHAT ARE YOU DOING TONIGHT???

PIGEON LIFE!
An Investigation in to a Filthy Bird Slum w/Jamie Hook
Monday, March 8, 2010, 7:30pm

Lorimer Street between Meserole and Calyer is home to a bona-fide pigeon slum.  Filthy birds congregate there in curious density, forsaking adjacent inviting areas to crowd in a building-side favela of avian vice and depravity.  Most mysteriously, they are supported in their wayward lifestyle by some unseen neighborhood abettor, who reliably finds the most fetid offal form the local garbage bins to sustain (or poison?) these flying rodents: rotten vegetables, maggoty meat, and moldy bread are just a few of the regular leavings that join the lice-encrusted feathers and fecal whitewash littering the sidewalk.  Who is the filthy enabler, and why do they do it?  Why does the Rite Aid not stop them?  What is the neighborhood consensus on this menace?  Join Jamie Hook for a hard-hitting Powerpoint investigation.

NOTE: As March 8 is the presenter’s birthday, refreshments will be served!!

JAMIE HOOK is the curator of Open City Dialogue. He has previously lectured on Barry White and Santa Claus–both of whom really get him going.  His theatre work includes the coast-to-coast fringe smash Point Break Live!  His film work includes August Wilson’s only screen role in The Naked Proof.  His writing has appeared in Vogue, Harpers and The Village Voice.

So there have you. If any of you, dear readers, check this out I expect a review in my inbox or comments by tomorrow morning.

PIGEON LIFE!
Monday, March 8, 2010 starting at 7:30 p.m.
Pete’s Candy Store

709 Lorimer Street
Brooklyn, New York 11211

Miss Heather

Image Credits: Pete’s Candy Store

New York Shitty Day Starter: Sh*t In The Box

Yesterday I took a sojourn somewhere I have never ventured before: the wilderness of the Long Island City/Ravenswood waterfront around the 59th Street Bridge. It is not an area one would consider attractive.

At least not in a conventional sense of the word. Given the previous you can imagine my surprise when I encountered a hotel at the intersection of Vernon Boulevard and Queens Plaza South: the Ravel whose web site purports it be  “Long Island City’s First Luxury Boutique Hotel”. This may very well be the case, I wouldn’t know. But I can tell you I found its proximity to the Queensbridge Houses of particular interest. Curiously enough the folks at Ravel do not make mention of this on their web site. So it goes.

Long Island City is full of surprises. I certainly learned this yesterday. First it is a “luxury boutique hotel” across from a housing project, then it was this on 44th Street: a construction site for yet another hotel.

But this is not the only thing going on here. Which brings me to the item indicated by the above arrow. It is a box.

A very, very special box…

or to use Long Island City parlance (to bastardize Black Adder):

The very latest in front-wall, fresh-air orifices appointed with an imported wide-capacity corrugated repository.

Miss Heather

McCarren Park Photos Du Jour: Meet The Meat!

Ever since I shared the good news about the hunk o’ mystery meat at McCarren Park I have received a number of inquiries from folks horrified, amused and everything in between. All had more or less the same question on his/her mind:

What the hell is that?

I have been asking myself this very same question. So I put on my coat and headed down to investigate the matter personally. I go the extra mile for my readers.

I am pleased to announce that as of 12:16 p.m. today this curious culinary item is still there!

It measures exactly ten inches long…

and appears to have once belonged to a sea animal of some kind in cow or bull’s mouth (see comments).  Yummy.

Miss Heather

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