Lost In Greenpoint: Vitrine
Filed under: Area 51
As the gentrification march bravely continues in the Garden Spot I imagine we’ll be seeing more of this kind of thing (which comes from Manhattan Avenue at Meserole Avenue). If you have seen this person’s vitrine or know of its whereabouts please contact its rightful owner at the above telephone number. Thanks!
Miss Heather
Open For Business: Bombay Garden
After spending an entire week working myself into a frenzy over the prospect of having an Indian restaurant in the Garden Spot last night, dear readers, my wait came to an end. I and a small army of curry craving comrades went to Bombay Garden to dine. Follows are some highlights.
I don’t think I have ever seen a lassi quite this vibrant in hue. After some discussion we reached a general consensus it contained coconut milk and carrot juice. It was liked, however those seeking creamier more yogurty fare will probably be disappointed.
Of all the appetizers we ordered this one was arguably my favorite. It is called Bombay aloo tikkyas, but I prefer to call them Bombay latkas. Paired with coriander chutney they were rather tasty.
We also ordered pakoras and samosas. All were summarily consumed.
One item that tickled everyone’s— be they meat eaters or otherwise— fancy was the “chicken lollipop”. Although the Mister and his fellow carnivores were disappointed it didn’t come on a stick (which struck us all as being the point of the exercise) they found the tandoori-meets-lemon marinade flavor compelling.
Being a vegetarian myself I ordered baighun bharta (roasted eggplant) and shag paneer (spinach with Indian cheese). Truth be told the latter left me non-plussed. It was a bit too sweet for my taste. My advice: go with the eggplant instead.
The garlic naan was garlicky and blissfully bereft of grease. Big plus. As for the carnivores, the entree of choice was chicken vindaloo. It was seized upon with such ferocity I couldn’t even get a photo of it. But the biggest surprise of the evening came when we (re)discovered this establishment has a rather spacious patio for outdoor dining…
which is inexplicably decorated with a number of wood plaques for diner’s edification.
New York Shitty analysis:
- As probably anyone (and there were quite a few) who tried Bombay Garden last night will probably attest the service was painfully slow and somewhat disorganized, if gracious and polite. To cite an example: number of people in my group ordered mulligatawny soup. By the time our entrees arrived, alas, it had not. We canceled our order. I chalk this up to the first day doing business. Hopefully they’ll get the kinks straightened out as they get up and running.
- Jackson Heights caliber cuisine this is not. But this is not to suggest there are not items worth trying: there are.
- I know of no place in Jackson Heights— or New York City for that matter— where you can kick back curry while taking in the following piece of wisdom.
All in all, I’d recommend to anyone who wants to give this place a whirl to go at off-peak times or perhaps lunchtime until they get the waitstaff and kitchen better coordinated.
Bombay Garden
651 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
(718) 383-0956
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Dupont Street
As some of you have probably deduced I am rather fond of this house (which is located a stone’s throw from Franklin Street). Being a lover of all things quirky and brightly colored it appeals to me. Yesterday I finally met the incredibly nice woman behind this constantly changing menagerie. I made it clear via my limited command of Spanish that I found her handiwork very pretty. She in turn, wanted to see the photographs I took. So I showed them to her: she liked them. So much so she insisted I show them to her son. I gladly obliged.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Barter In Bushwick
Filed under: 11206, 11237, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn
This item (which hails from the Archive Cafe) comes from a lady named Mika who writes:
That one about the drumming-lessons wanted has me stumped. “pay money or after physical therapie” what what what?
Methinks this flier reads “pay money or offer physical therapie”. So if any physical therapists are reading this who would like to learn how to play drums give this person a ring. Your golden opportunity has arrived!
Miss Heather
Urban Feather: Wednesday
When I saw the pink plumage I had to go in for a closer look. When I did I learned this festively fettled lass’s name is Wednesday. And today— a Friday— she made quite a splash on Manhattan Avenue!
Miss Heather
P.S.: For those of you who are wondering, Wednesday’s plumage was given a vibrant bright pink hue with food coloring.
Urban Fur: Beauty
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur
This lovely (if a bit chubby) lass is named Beauty and she keeps a careful watch over her place of employ: World of Flowers.
Miss Heather
From The New York Shitty Photo Pool, Part II: Doll Parts
Filed under: 10012, 11222, 11237, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, East Village, East Village Manhattan, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Manhattan, New York City
After yesterday’s delightful offering of Chuckie’s head impaled on a car antenna outside our world-famous waste treatment facility I feel compelled to share some more poppet goodness from the New York Shitty photo pool. Without further ado, here they are.
Piked in Bushwick by Entropymedia.
Barbies in the buff, Sunset Park style, by Carnade.
Fucked up beyond all recognition on Houston Street as spied by Bitchcakes.
And last— but hardly least— a little something from the Garden Spot shot by yours truly.
Miss Heather
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