New York Shitty Weekend Starter: People In My Neighborhood
After whiling this balmy afternoon by enjoying my first and very much-anticipated taste of summer I am going to kick off the weekend with some more people from the neighborhood. Enjoy!
Manhattan Avenue
Franklin Street
Norman Avenue
Driggs Avenue
Lee Avenue
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photos Du Jour: Viridian
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The one thing that has always struck me amusing about the The Viridian (AKA: 110 Green Street) is the fact it has no green in it or on it whatsoever. Had this building been located elsewhere I suspect this absurdity would have been noticed and commented upon. Often. But this is Greenpoint: a neighborhood that is decidedly short of one half of its namesake. That being, green. Just for fun I decided to look for some viridian in the Garden Spot of the Universe. I was not disappointed either. I merely had to look up instead of down.
Apollo Street
Cherry Street
Lorimer Street
Norman Avenue
Banker Street
Miss Heather
Consumer Product Review Du Jour: Pizza Wine
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Today I woke up in one hell of a mood. I’m not too sure what “put me over”. Was it one of our cats keeping me up all night or managing to get a nice big splinter in my foot immediately upon stepping out of bed? Probably the latter, as when I informed the Mister about this turn of events he said:
I’ve been trying to pick up the broken glass in the kitchen.
I replied:
I did not hurt my foot in the kitchen. I hurt it in the bedroom.
Realizing that he had incriminated himself in the destruction of household property— probably mine— the Mister replied:
Oh.
The junk shop was more or less more of the same. At one point some clown brought a ceramic jug, probably of Native American origin, to the counter. This item was clearly labeled in the Queen’s English as costing $30.00. Needless to say when he asked:
Is this thirty cents?
I was less than amused. A tip to the wise: when patronizing the junk shop do not attempt to knock decimal points off the price. Not only will this make the management very angry, it will ensure that every item you ask about thereafter will have its price increased by at least 25%.
Needless to say after wasting a considerable amount of our time this chap saw fit to purchase two books priced at $4.00. Total. So it goes.
Anyhoo, as I went out to grab some lunch I found a most intriguing advertisement in the window of T & N Wine And Liquors.
God only knows living in Greenpoint has made me no stranger to all manner and variety of rot gut. As a matter of fact (and as a result of our sour economy) I have become somewhat of a connoisseur of the stuff. This is not for lack of effort on my parent’s part to instruct me as to the finer points oenology; I simply take a more nuanced view of the art.
The sad economic reality is I do not have the means to quaff blue chip booze on a regular basis. Had I possessed the means to do this I assure that’s what I would do. But I prefer to see the glass half full, in this case with ripple; I do have the means to try a $3.00 bottle of “pizza wine”! Egged on by Larry the Junkman‘s morbid curiousity and my own creeping suspicion that the day couldn’t possibly get any worse I purchased a bottle and a slice.
The copy on this diminutive (375 ml) bottle reads as follows:
This fresh RED WINE has been specifically developed to match the variety of flavors found in PIZZA. The grapes have been grown under a wide, blue and sun filled sky which packs the grape with BEAUTIFUL FLAVOR. Some of the natural grape sweetness has been retained to further enhance your enjoyment of t his wine. If you enjoy your affair with this wine please recommend it to your friends as it is a new product and may not have discovered it.
Cheers
Peter Brown
New York Shitty analysis:
PROS
- As the instructions “served chilled” and screw top led me to suspect this wine is incredibly sweet. Depending on one’s personal taste this could be a pro or a con. On a hot and muggy day like today I am inclined to say it’s a “pro”.
- I suppose it goes pretty nicely with pizza— albeit probably not as well as a beer would.
- I am pleased to report that I have yet to experience any side effects (READ: going blind) and found its curious effervescence (and 12% alcohol content) very effective when it came to extracting that splinter out of my foot. If I was a field medic I would definitely keep this product on hand.
CONS
- At $3.00 a bottle (even with tax included) this isn’t really much of a bargain. If one bottle is designed to accompany two slices I’d guesstimate it would take five bottles to match a ten slice pie. That totals to $15.00. For that kind of money you can buy a couple six packs of decent beer.
But who am I to judge? Try it for yourself. For $3.00 tax-included can you honestly expect to live forever?
T & N Wine and Liquor
983 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Miss Heather
UPDATE, June 29, 2009: It has been brought to my attention from the folks at Serious Eats that a pie does not come in 10 slices. On June 29, 2009 Adam Kuban writes:
Ten-slice pie? Where is Miss Heather getting a ten-slice pie? Note: A pizza is usually cut in eight- or six-slice configurations.
I take my slices as I take life in Greenpoint: one at a time. My analysis was merely for economic purposes and has a 1-2 slice margin of error— not unlike our country’s unemployment statistics. I prefer “Sicilian style” anyway. This comes in “configurations” of 9 and 12. This would require 5 or 6 bottles of “Pizza Wine”.
The previous ad hoc analysis is of course contigent on the quality of pizza and/or company. A significant “downturn” in either of the previous will result in a greater demand for “Pizza Wine”. From yours truly, anyway.
More People In Our Neighborhood
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
After taking a relaxing and invigorating day off from the Interwebs (Hey, even I need to take a break from the computer every now and then!) I will open and close today’s offerings with some more great photographs from Tony Luib. Enjoy!
Crazy mouth drunk guy who vomited in front of me
Deal going down
Lady hopefully not looking for smokes
Lady in pink smoking
Lady in green
Lil Willy close-up
Madison Ave meets Manhattan Ave
Puerto Rico
Standing sleeping man with cane
Miss Heather
Reader Question Of The Week
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
The following email was intended to be private correspondence but I feel compelled to post it here as a number of readers might find it of interest.
Anonymous writes:
Hi Miss Heather!
1) I love your blog. I still don’t know how the hell you have the time to update it so often- but I likes.
2) Did you hear that Papacitos was robbed yesterday? Somebody stole a 200lb safe from the back room.
3) I see that there are community board meetings. How do I find out about when they take place? I’m getting a little piffed about what’s been happening in the neighborhood lately.
Thanks for your help! Keep up the great work!
First and foremost thanks for the kind words, Anonymous. They are greatly appreciated. To answer your second question: yes, I am aware that Papasitos was burglarized. From what I have heard (so take this as hearsay) no broken locks were found and the police have hypothesized the bandits made their getaway by climbing up a stack of chairs and toting that 200 pound safe across several rooftops.
As for your third question my advice is as follows:
Although you can voice your concerns to our local Community Board (and I am NOT discouraging you from doing just this) the fact of the matter is this is not the most appropriate forum. This is a police matter and as such your time would be better spent attending the next 94th Precinct Community Council meeting. For those of you who are not in the know these meetings run as follows:
- A general review of the minutes from the previous meeting and miscellaneous announcements
- D. I. Fulton gives a rundown of the crime statistics for the last 28 day period
- A Q & A session with D. I. Fulton
Point #3 constitutes the bulk of these meetings and questions are not limited to incidents which have come to pass (such as the Papasitos robbery). You can also (to use real examples) air concerns about any suspicious activity you have witnessed, tip him off to illegal truck traffic (this is a biggie), complain about honking school buses, etc. You get the idea.
It is my understanding that the next 94th Precinct Community Council meeting will be in September. The same goes for Community Board One.* (Hey, they need a summer vacation just like the rest of us!) You can find the meeting schedules for each by clicking here and here.
I hope this is helpful.
Miss Heather
*See the Ms Nomer’s comment regarding this. There WILL be a meeting in July possibly August as well.
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Beautiful Polish Girls
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Last week the Mister and I took Larry da Junkman our to dinner. So elated was he, a father of two small children, to at long last have a night out (albeit with a 10:00 p.m. curfew) he exclaimed:
Let’s go to a strip club!
I replied:
The only one I can think of is Pumps by the Metropolitan Avenue Bridge. There’s no way in hell I am going there. One time (name excised) did. He watched a bored dancer strip on stage while a solitary onlooker made paper footballs and flicked them at her.
Firmly ensconced in the armpit of English Kills— a place that is cringe-worthy enough in daylight— can you honestly blame me for putting the kibosh on an evening’s worth of “adult” entertainment? What’s more, with reviews like this:
First of all, it’s called Pumps. Secondly, it’s an old diner car turned into a strip club. You can get a lap dance in the “private viewing area”, but it’s just behind an old shower curtain about 2 feet from the bar. Oh, and the girls dance on a couple of poles thrown in behind the old counter where once someone ate a fried egg or something. And the cash machine has a $5 surcharge. It’s insane.
I wouldn’t set foot in this establishment without a hazmat suit. Alas, a more palatable alternative manifested in my inbox shortly thereafter.
Jay Lombard (who took the above photographs) writes:
If you saw this sign wouldn’t you assume that the establishment was a place where you got to see ALL of the girls? Well it’s actually the Onyx on Morgan and Nassau.
Two days late and a solitary dollar (excitedly shoved into some anonymous woman’s g-string) short is the sad story of my life. Oh well, maybe next time.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Starter: Turbo
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Franklin Street.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Recession Watch: The Viridian
This weekend, much to our amazement, the Mister and I saw signs of actual activity at the Viridian. Well, perhaps “activity” is a bit of an overstatement: we saw a 5’4″ gentleman wearing an undershirt and a pair of jeans hanging out in the lobby.
Maybe that’s the concierge?
The Mister quipped. I have to confess on occasion even he can roll out a good one liner. But I digress.
As I was walking by this afternoon I spied a man on the premises doing something. Exactly what I do not know: he did not appear to have any tools. Yes sir, things must be getting pretty lean down at 110 Green Street nowadays. Hell, they cannot even afford “No Parking” signs. So they improvise!
(Priceless)
Miss Heather
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