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New York Shitty Day Ender: Neighborhood Courtesy
Filed under: 11222, Dog Shit Signage, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic
From Manhattan Avenue.
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Slide Show Du Jour: Old School
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
This weekend yours truly has been getting caught up on a few things I have been meaning to do, but have never gotten around to doing. One of these tasks has been organizing, scanning and uploading my collection of photographs from Williamspoint of yesteryear (such as the rather awesome one which graces the beginning of this post). I am proud to announce that I have begun this arduous process. Follows is a slide show featuring what I have processed so far. Enjoy!
As the previous sentence indicates, I am far from done with this project. You can anticipate more great old pictures in the (hopefully) near future! Tomorrow I will be featuring another slide show of some of my photographs taken in Williamspoint from 2001-2004 B.C. (before the real estate crash). Boy, how things have changed!
Miss Heather
Williamspoint Photos Du Jour: Urban Fur
Filed under: 11206, 11211, 11222, Crazy Cat Lady, East Williamsburg, East Williamsburg Brooklyn, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Broadway
South 5 Street
Manhattan Avenue
Lorimer Street
Clifford Place
Meserole Avenue
In closing, here’s an item that might be of interest to you dog lovers out there: Dog Habitat’s Black Friday Adoption Event!
Jay Lombard (of Dog Habitat, who sent me the above image) writes:
Hey lady! We wanted to invite you to visit our adoption event tomorrow from noon to 5 p.m. Eight rescue dogs available for adoption from puppies to adolescent age. Pure breeds and brooklyn mutts. Please help us find homes for these beautiful pups!
I was initially confused by Jay’s missive. There are no ladies at New York Shitty. But I do appreciate the sentiment and will certainly make it a point to swing by and say “hi” these lovely pups. You should too.
BLACK FRIDAY ADOPTION DAY
November 27, 2009; 12:00 – 5:00 p.m.
Dog Habitat/Unleash Brooklyn
216 Franklin Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
In closing this post goes out to Lisacat who did her best to assuage the suffering of an auto shop cat named Bondo. I am certain wherever he is (junkyard cat heaven?) he is grateful for your hard work. I know I am.
Miss Heather
P.S.: While I am (ostensibly) on the subject of fur, I discovered something on Manhattan Avenue today that really bothered me.
The above photograph graces Forgotten-NY’s Greenpoint page. Regarding this wonderful example of old school signage Kevin Walsh writes:
When you’ve got a good sign, you don’t need to ever replace it. The old school phone number, probably EVergreen, is still there too.
That is, of course, unless you are Belvedere Partners Corporation. In which case you drill a “For Sale” sign on top of it. I can’t honestly say I am surprised that they saw fit to do this. These folks have been peppering north Brooklyn with balconized Neoclassical crap for years. One of their latest opuses graces Skillman Avenue. It’s a real beauty. It goes without saying you can look forward to seeing it on New York Shitty. Soon.
Greenpoint Fashion Watch: A Moment of Greenpoint Gratitude
Chile relleno preparation (as practiced by yours truly, anyway) is a rather extensive process*. When I reach the “halfway” point I take a break. This time around was no exception: to this end I took a walk. As I was strolling our fair ‘nabe’s streets I thought about the numerous things I have to be grateful for: having good friends, wonderful neighbors, a husband who tolerates my admittedly eccentric behavior and manifold obsessions; a roof over my head, a relatively well-behaved (and occasionally downright loving) pride of felines and a job whose nature I not only enjoy, but comes with co-workers who render those not-so-pleasurable moments into fun ones.
Above all I am grateful to live in the best damned place on earth: Greenpoint, Brooklyn U.S.A. The Garden Spot of the Universe is home to such Heatherian favorites as the Shit Tits, the Newtown Creek Nature Walk, McGuinness Boulevard, West Street (what’s left of it, anyway), 218 Beadel Street (the house and person who lives in it— both are wonderful) and the old Russian Peoples Home sign on Clay Street (to name a very few). It is also home to some of the most charming, witty, intelligent and kindhearted people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. I consider it an honor to call these people, my fellow Greenpointers, neighbors.
And, but hardly least, there is this gentleman who I spied in front of La Taverna today. There is so much fashion fabulousness going on here I am not even going to attempt deconstructing it. What’s more, I need to get back to cooking!
More later.
Miss Heather
*Which I will go into later. It ain’t going to be Julia Child, but hopefully you’ll enjoy the secrets to my relleno success.
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Much Ado About Ichiran
I have received a number of emails in the last 24 hours regarding this much-anticipated and long-awaited noodle shop slated to grace 1015 Manhattan Avenue. Here’s one such example. Christo writes:
Hi Heather
Remember when the noodle shop (ICHIRAN) next to Triangolos had the “registration” box hanging off the front of the building? Well I put my info on the box about 6 months ago, and this is the first contact I received back.
Thought you might be interested.
Eater beat me to the punch announcing this (you can get their take on this infamous email by clicking here). Regardless, here’s what I saw while walking by this afternoon.
Signs of actual activity! Not only is the gate open (so presumably someone is working in there) but they have taped up a smallish sign in the window reading “Ichiran” and no less than two announcements about their web site registration!
Could Ichiran at long last be readying itself to open? I can only hope so. I suspect I speak for many of my fellow Greenpointers when I write that on a dreary day like this I could really use a hot bowl of ramen soup!
Miss Heather
New York Shitty Day Ender: A Very Greenpoint Bedtime Story
It recently came to my attention that the owner of T & N Wine, a fabulously cranky man named Chris, has rolled out a real doozy of a Thanksgiving display. Among the items employed are eighteen artfully placed bottles of Wild Turkey 101 (any less proof would be an insult to the Garden Spot of the Universe) and one very real— and anatomically correct— turkey.
I have written about this already. Yet none of my readers seems to have noticed this curiously (and, it should be noted, prodigiously) endowed fowl. No worries, the local population has. This display has literally stopped passersby in mid-stride. I learned this earlier today— noon, to be exact— when I was out running errands.
A 40-something gentleman exits T & N after making his lunch-time acquisition of spirits (vodka as best as I could tell— every hour is happy hour on Manhattan Avenue). He stops, looks at the window and laughs. LOUDLY.
Me: Nice, eh?
Man: Yes, very nice.
Me: As you can see that turkey is a male.
Man: It is?
Me: Yeah, look at it.
Man (looks, a puzzled expression clouds his face): How do you know it is male?
Me: Look closer at the turkey.
Man: ???
Me (getting exasperated): LOOK AT IT’S CROTCH— or what’s left of it, anyway.
Man (looks closer): AHAHAHAHAHA! Very funny.
Me: I told you that turkey is, uh was, a male.
Man: You are a very nice lady. Would you like to go for a drink… or a cup of coffee?
Me: It’s nice of you to offer but I have to be somewhere. Soon.
Man: You are a very nice lady. STAY THAT WAY! (wanders off laughing to himself)
The End.
Miss Heather
Greenpoint Bodega Watch: OPEN!
True to the proprietor’s word the Mini Mart Deli Grocery at 1068 Manhattan Avenue is open for business!
Intrigued by the palette containing ten pound bags of onions for a $1.99 (a bargain at twice the price) I went inside to see what’s up. It is still very much a work in progress— but all the essentials are there, e.g.; coffee, tea, toiletries and the like. There were also a couple surprises:
- The (admittedly limited) produce section sports some of the freshest veggies I have ever seen north of Green Street.
- A vast assortment of Indian sweets graces the space next to the cash register. When I went to purchase my $1.00 extra large cup of tea (per the owner this was a “special grand opening offer”) a woman was busy selecting her confection of choice. It was a time-consuming decision (hey, I understand) but she was pleased with her choice. And the proprietor, who is a very nice guy, promised her a free cup of coffee in return for her patronage.
This same gentleman assured me he will be stocking a vast array of “heat and eat” Indian foodstuffs (starting at buck a pop) for north Greenpointer’s (24 hour) delectation. I can hardly wait!
Mini Mart Deli Grocery
Opening Date: NOW!
1068 Manhattan Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11222
And that’s all she wrote.
Miss Heather
Reader Contribution Du Jour: Smoothies?
This, the latest business to occupy the space formerly known as Subs Ur Way (and Dixie), comes courtesy of Caryn. Still no word on what’s going to be next door. In any case I hope this business will last longer than its predecessor. The game of musical storefronts at 821 Manhattan Avenue has become so convoluted even I am having trouble keeping up!
Miss Heather
P.S.: I have a confession to make. At a casual glance I thought those grapefruit halves were boobs. Methinks the Greenpoint glory that is the anatomically correct Thanksgiving display at T & N Wines is getting to me.
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