From The New York Shitty Inbox, Part I: Raccoon Injured On Manhattan Avenue?
This item comes from a lady named Sophia, she writes:
Hi!
So, I’m not sure if you have any information about this, but since it’s the sort of subject matter you usually cover, I thought I’d ask. Last night at around 9:00, a baby raccoon fell onto the sidewalk on Manhattan Avenue between Green and Freeman (right in front of the Mark Bar) from where its mother had made a den in the roof of the building. It survived, but was pretty badly injured, and lay there helplessly. A crowd gathered, and three or so people (sympathetic Mark Bar patrons?) were diligently tending to the little guy while attempting to contact the appropriate City authority on their cell phones. I didn’t stick around to see how the situation resolved. Were you aware that this happened? And if so, do you have an update?
To answer Sophie’s questions, no I did not know about this— but I would love to hear an update from someone in the know. If anyone has the low down on what happened pleased tender them via comments or email at: missheather (at) thatgreenpointblog (dot) com.
Thanks!
Miss Heather
Urban Fur: Larry Gets An Apprentice…
Filed under: 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Urban Fur
(and he’s none too happy about it)
Despite the fact he has recently been divested of his “manhood”, spends most of the day sleeping (which I envy) and is spoon fed by his “mom”, Neer, Larry has achieved a certain reputation in the neighborhood. That being the local “bad ass”. You see, when not sleeping, eating or overseeing the fruit stand out front Larry likes to patrol his domain. The word on the street is he will put both cats and dogs in their place. Larry, it would seem, is an equal opportunity bully.
So naturally when this jackass urged his pug to make the acquaintance of Larry (presumably because he thought a dog would scare a cat and that would be funny) I took interest. The pup did his master’s bidding. Larry fixed him with a stare and held his ground. The pup quickly retreated. So it goes in the furban jungle of Greenpoint.
What has led to Larry’s recent protectiveness of his “territory”, you ask? Perhaps the reason lies at home?
For reasons unclear this little one found his way to Larry’s place of employment/enjoyment.
AJ, as I will call him (I checked— yeah, I’m a pussy perv), is damned cute…
and immensely curious about his new surroundings.
What the future holds for AJ has yet to be determined— but I suspect it will involve a vet visit and neutering when he is old enough. In the meantime don’t mess with Larry. As a new “dad” he has a lot on his mind right now.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Greenpoint Furniture
I shit you not after I took this photograph the chap hanging in the doorway blew kisses at me. Just another summer afternoon in the Garden Spot of the Universe.
Miss Heather
Spotted On Manhattan Avenue: Hello Kittymobile
Real men love their wives…
and Hello Kitty.
Miss Heather
Lost in North Brooklyn: Miles & Liono
Filed under: 11206, 11211, 11237, Bushwick, Bushwick Brooklyn, Crazy Cat Lady, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
If you have seen either of these handsome dudes or know of their whereabouts please contact their rightful owners at the above-listed telephone numbers. Thanks!
Miss Heather
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
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