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Urban Fur: Crouching Tiger, Hidden Tabby
Yesterday, not unlike the day before it, was a busy one. When all was said and done I wanted one thing and one thing only: a Pina Colada. This has become my drink of choice lately and seemingly none of the copious watering holes hereabouts make them. Luckily these are easy enough to create. To this end I headed to the Mini Mart Deli Grocery at Eagle Street and Manhattan Avenue for supplies. (For those of you who are not in the know they have a pretty nice selection of juices.) And last night I learned they have added something— or should I say someone— to their rather already eclectic establishment.
Meet Tiger.
He was almost as curious about me as I was about him. Almost.
He preferred my camera strap.
Not this deterred him from subduing a particularly vexatious piece of twine and guarding the cat food. It didn’t. This little guy may new to the job but he is learning the ropes! No pun intended.
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: Saturday Afternoon On Manhattan Avenue
Today a local character we at the junk shop know simply as “Plastico” (presumably due to his attraction to wares made of plastic) spent the afternoon regaling Manhattan Avenue with a taste of Little Poland. I have no idea what (if anything) he made in the way of tips, but it certainly provided a nice soundtrack to a balmy Saturday afternoon in the Garden Spot!
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Restaurant Watch: Grill & Greens Opening Date
Today I finally got an ETA for the opening of Grill & Greens (formerly known as Bagels On The Run). If everything goes to plan north Greenpoint will be swimming in shawarma starting this upcoming Monday, May 3rd!
Grill & Greens
994 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
(718) 349 – 5981
Miss Heather
LAST GASP: Before & After
January 8, 2010
April 30, 2010
It would appear the B43 bus stop at Dupont Street has received a much-needed upgrade. Not only are the new and improved “adjustments” courtesy of an ink jet printer (versus black sharpie marker) and bilingual, but everything is weatherproofed with packing tape! NICE.
Miss Heather
Urban Fur: Meet Savannah
As I have mentioned previously my photography show is up at Creek & Cave. This entailed, among other things, securing some fishing line (lest it was required as a non-obtrusive means to hang my work). Fortunately (and much to my mother’s horror*) we have a tackle shop in the Garden Spot and I made the acquaintance of another hardworking feline.
Meet Savannah.
As the above images suggest this lass is not terribly interested in having her picture taken. Not when there are customers to assist and head rubs to be had. She takes her job very seriously.
I learned her story from the cashier. It is a very amusing one. Apparently Savannah was a member of a colony of cats who live behind this establishment. WAS. One day Savannah decided to come inside— and she has been under their employ ever since! Can you blame her? Cats and fishing go together like peanut butter and jelly.
If you happen to see Savannah in your Manhattan Avenue ramblings, dear readers, give her a head scratch (or nine). This is one smart (and very sweet) lady!
Miss Heather
*I assured her that people, do in fact, fish in Newtown Creek. Some even eat their “catch”.
Reader Contribution Du Jour: The McCarren Park Tree Twat, Revisited
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Culture War, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This find hails from (where else?) Bedford Avenue and North 12 Street and comes courtesy of Alex who writes:
See the attached photo for something I spotted in McCarren park this past Saturday. Someone saw fit to adorn the park’s vaginal tree with a piercing… classy.
Where’s Larry Flynt when you need him?
Miss Heather
UPDATE, August 30, 2010: It has come to my attention that this piece has been linked to by AOL. This is a New York Shitty first! In this tome (which you can read here) the author— for reasons only known to him— saw fit to get a quote from Gersh Kuntzman of the Brooklyn Paper. Why, I do not know. Mr. Kuntzman is a lot of things, but an expert on north Brooklyn is not one of them. What’s more he has a nasty habit of lifting content from blogs— mine among them. In some circles this is considered plagiarism. Suffice it to say I am not a fan of Mr. Kuntzman.
With the previous disclosure I present to you what he had to say about the above item (and vagina trees in general):
I think I speak for all Brooklynites who love vaginas — and I’m speaking for a lot of people, so I understand the gravitas — when I say that the only place to truly enjoy a vulva of any kind is in McCarren Park.
Given that this gent has seen fit to videotape himself molesting a multimillion dollar apartment and that I was in McCarren Park just yesterday this, well, makes me more than a little nervous. Methinks I’ll be patronizing Gantry State Park in Queens moving forward. I would advise you, dear readers, to follow suit: the sticky stuff on our foliage might not be sap!
Greenpoint Photo Du Jour: Poles On Poles
From Manhattan Avenue
Miss Heather
P.S.: You can read the above poem by Edward Hirsch by clicking here. To learn more about this project (you should— it sounds pretty darned interesting) click here!
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