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A Decade in NYC. Part III

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2006: Yankees pitcher Cory Lidle crashes his plane into an apartment building on 72nd Street, killing himself and his flying instructor.

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Also in 2006, legendary Bowery rock club CBGB closes it’s doors. The final nail in the coffin of old school NYC.

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By the end of 2007, the bed bug epidemic swept the city. Three years later, we’re still dealing with it.

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2008 was the year of Obama. New Yorkers took to the streets to celebrate in every borough (including Staten Island, but they were evidently McCain supporters).

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A Decade in NYC. Part II

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The day the lights went out in NYC. August 2003. Where were you? I was upstate. Oddly enough, I missed the black out of 1977 too because I was at a bungalow colony with my family that summer.

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In 2004, the Republican National Committee decided to hold their convention in our little liberal paradise. WTF? They were met with some resistance. Go figure.

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Finally, the end of 2005 brought us the transit strike.  Right in the middle of winter. Fun.

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A Decade in NYC. Part I

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The oughts are almost over and the teens are just around the corner. Since I just realized this today, I’ll be grouping up on my look back at each year of the decade. Today: 2000-2002.

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Back when we were partying like it was 1999, some were concerned about Y2K. The millennium went off without a hitch. Unfortunately, a year and 9 months later, we got a front row seat to what disaster looks like. Obviously, September 11, 2001 is New Yorkers’ most unforgettable event of the decade and possibly the century.

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My special NYC moment of New Year’s eve 2002? We said good riddance to Mayor Guiliani! Complain as much as you want about Bloomberg, but Guiliani was the devil.

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NYC Holiday Events

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When I was growing up in this fine city my mom used to take me to see two things every year for the holidays. We always went up 5th Avenue to see the storefronts. From Macy’s to Saks, stopping for lunch and hot chocolate along the way. I loved it when I was a kid, but I’ve never done it since (unless I happened to be shopping).

1. Dyker Heights lights. This was the second thing I’d do with both parents. Although I remember going to Canarsie too. I HAVE been back to DH as an adult and it’s just as much fun as I remember it. These folks are not to be outdone, but you can also catch some nice Christmas decorations in neighboring Bay Ridge and Bensonhurst and also Carroll Gardens. Yeah, basically any Italian neighborhood.

2. Yerba Buena in the East Village is serving Mexican Hanukka dinners. Sounds interesting! It ends on Wednesday so hurry up if you want some of those spicy latkes!

3. Ice Skating. Since childhood, the only times I’ve ever been ice skating again were on Christmas Day. But ’tis the season for thermals and falling on your ass for fun. Of course, my own rink preference is Prospect Park in Brooklyn because there are less tourists (and it’s local). Manhattan has it’s fair share of rinks including Central Park, Bryant Park and the most famous, Rockerfeller Center.

4. Dinner and Chinese. Celebrate like a Jew! I don’t know if this is a universal thing or it’s just unique to NY (because we luvs our Chinese food here) but Christmas Day is the day the tribe goes out for Chinese and a movie. Historically, it was because those were the only things open. Now it’s just a tradition as NY doesn’t really shut down.

5. Latkes and Applesauce. A Hanukka show at the Merkin Concert Hall. I just grabbed it off the internet, so don’t shoot the messenger if it sucks.

6.Kwanzaa Celebration. Forces of Nature dance troupe at Harlem’s Apollo Theater. Again, never been.

7. Dog Caroling. Bark! The Herald Angels Sing takes place in Prospect Park every year. Organized by Fido, an off-leash community, it’s a chance for humans to embarrass themselves while their dogs get treats. December 11th from 8-10am in the Long Meadow but dogs must be on leash by 9am. Bring your dog and a video camera.

8. Grand Central. It’s one of those places I never plan to go, but if I find myself there, I’m always impressed by it’s awesomeness. Apart from the shops and architecture being cool any time of year, the holiday season at GC brings us two things…a great craft show (no freezing your ass off at Union Square) and a spectacular light show.

9. Met Museum. If the gigantic tree and crowds at Rock Center aren’t your thing, there’s a calming holiday experience to be had at The Met. The Christmas tree at The Met is, dare I say, “just lovely”. There are lighting ceremonies for the rest of the month and separate choir concerts.

10. Radio City Christmas Spectacular.  Yeah, I dunno. I think my mom brought me one of those years we marched up 5th Avenue. I guess it’s something to see once in your life.

Ride Vintage NYC Trains & Buses

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During the holiday season, the MTA runs vintage subway and buses along certain routes at scheduled times. The cost is the same as any other ride. It just might not get you all the way to your destination. Click on the link to see schedule.The wicker seat trains stopped running in 1969. I am so old that I actually remember riding these a couple of time. I would have been 4 years old. They didn’t come often, but it was a treat when I got one. The lack of air conditioning was always fun. People sweating into the grooves of the seats. Ah, but they had overhead fans! And it was 35 cents for a token. Remember those little coin thingies they had before Metro Cards? Surely, you’re not THAT much younger than me!

If you’ve never been, the NY Transit Museum is one of the coolest places in Brooklyn. You can view these vintage trains and buses any time of the year.

How Not To Get Mugged In NYC

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You would think staying safe in NYC would just take a bit of common sense, but apparently it’s not all that obvious to everyone. Now that it’s still dark when I walk to the gym in the morning, I’m more aware of people just asking to be mugged. And no, they ain’t all Mid Western hipsters either (They are not out that early).

Of course this calls for a list.

1. TAKE OFF THE F*CKIN HEADPHONES! WTF? Do I even have to explain why? Also, may I go off topic a little? I don’t care if it’s broad daylight and there are a thousand people on the street. I’ve seen so many people nearly get hit by cars because they aren’t paying attention. I don’t even wear headphones on the subway. I like to be part of the world I live in.

2. The Friggin iPhones and Blackberries. Walking down the street texting. That’s a good way to get your phone stolen. It’s also a good way to get your ass kicked and don’t be surprised if I’m the one doing it.

3. Ladies: Mind your purses! The best bag is something that closes completely and can be slung over your neck and shoulder diagonally. Never carry it on your back and always hang on to it. Oh, and do you know how many times I’ve seen women leave their purses in their shopping carts at the supermarket while picking vegetable? Are you f*ckin insane? You deserve to be ripped off!

4. Guys. The wallets and phones. Back pockets are a no-no. Back packs? No good. Listen, I’ve been guilty of carrying my phone in my back pocket, but only when I’m going around the corner. Never in a busy area.

5. Have your keys ready. It’s late at night. You’re getting off the train and there is (seemingly) no one else around. You’re not wearing headphones, right??? Good. Have your keys in hand ready to put in the door. People get mugged right in front of their own homes while fumbling for keys. I like to carry mine between my fingers so I can jab someone in the eye if need be. Won’t do anything against a gun, but it makes me feel safer.

6. Pay attention. You have to have eyes in the back of your head. Seriously, listen for footsteps and look for shadows. Walk on the bright side of the street or even in the middle if you have to. Of course I’m talking about you being the only one on the street at 4am, not lunchtime in midtown.

7. Trains and buses. Back in the old days when I actually DID stay out until 4am and the city was rough, I had to take the train back to Coney Island. It was second to last stop and by the time I got home, there was usually me and one other drunk in the car. One night, after a guy came over and started jerking off in my face, I decided I had had enough. After that incident, I always got off at Kings Highway where the train was still crowded and took the bus to Coney. It let me off in front of my building and the bus driver was there to protect me. These days I just take a cab home if I’m out late. It’s more out of convenience than safety. Point is: Mass transit is safer than walking and if you’re the only one on a train, at least stay in the conductor’s car.

8. They smell fear. I dunno. I just made that up. I try to look tough, which is pretty funny since I’m 4’11”. Maybe it works. Never been mugged. (Knock wood!!)

Added bonus for your car…

Hel-lo! Do not leave anything of value in there! Yeah, people do that, believe it or not.

Free NYC: Governors Island

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Governors Island opened to the public in the early oughts while I was living upstate. I finally got a chance to visit over the weekend as there was an art fair I wanted to see.

The island, considered part of the borough of Manhattan, was referred to as Pagganck (“Nut Island”) by Native Americans. The Brits and Dutch each had control at one time or another. Starting with the Revolutionary War, Governors Island served as an American military base through just about every war until it switched over to the Coast Guard in the 1960’s.

So, who owns it now? Why, we do! In 2003 the federal government sold 150 acres of Governors Island to the people of New York, with the Island’s governance and funding jointly shared by the City of New York and State of New York. The remaining 22 acres was declared the Governors Island National Monument that is overseen by the National Park Service.

Enough history. What is there to do on Governors Island? Well, there’s a little somethin’ somethin’ for everyone. BTW, the art exhibit was excellent. Five four story buildings filled with some exceptional work.

I was impressed by the recycling effort on the island. Plenty o’ bins for trash AND recyclables which you don’t normally see enough in city parks. But not only that…some of the garden sculptures made from reclaimed materials are truly impressive.

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You know what the leaves on this tree are made of? Joint compound lids!

Kiddie park built from pallets, reclaimed house materials and more! Mini-golf! Trampoline school! A beach! Historic house tours!

The ferry takes 5 minutes and it’s free. Word of advice. If you visit Governors Island, wear comfortable shoes. Lots of people bike around the island. Bikes are allowed on the ferry or you can rent one. There are also trams for less mobile folk. Enjoy!

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What Ever Happened To…?

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Remember Rene I Am The Best Artist? His stuff was all over Soho. I used to be all like “What a pompous ass!” Where is he now? According to his website, it looks like he may have died in 2003, but the whole thing is tongue in cheek, so I think that could be false.

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Before it was hip to be green, Mr. Purple was a green hipster. The vegetarian squatter freegan who lived without electricity on the Lower East Side was seen riding his bike everywhere back in the day. He lost his Garden of Eden to bulldozers back in 1986 and became homeless after his tenement building gave way to gentrification. Where is he now? Closest thing I could find was this 2007 blog post.

Hey, Jews Can Be Cool Too!

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Punk Jews-Work in Progress from Evan Kleinman on Vimeo.

Who knew there were punk Jews? I’m kvelling for the anarchists in my tribe! I’m not talking about my kind of lapsed Jew since birth….the Jon Stewart type. These Heebpunks are like really, really religious. Or at least they were brought up orthodox.

There’s a punk band featured in the film called “Moshiach Oi!” How clever is that? If you don’t get the reference, you’re either too young, too old or you were listening to Air Supply back in the 70’s.

I caught the Jew story on Cool Hunting (actually, from a Facebook link). The docjewmentary  is a work in progress by Brooklyn based filmmaker Jesse Zook Mann. You can be a backer of the movie by going to Kickstarter and pledging as little as a buck.

It almost makes me sad I’m not a real Jew.

Almost.

Leaving the City. Got What it Takes?

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Our moving sale was great! Thanks to everyone who showed up and helped us rid ourselves of worldly possessions. Most of the folks I conversed with were curious as to where we were moving. About 90% were surprised when I told them we’re heading back to Brooklyn. I was informed that we’re heading in the opposite direction of everyone else.

It seems there’s a mass migration to the Hudson Valley again and Beacon is hot at the moment. Good for us, since we want to sell our house. I say, bring it on!

We chose to move back to Brooklyn after six years away for many reasons. The main one is that Hubby has been working in Greenpoint for the past year + and stays in Brooklyn most nights while I live upstate. Just doesn’t make sense.

But just in case you’re thinking of leaving the city for greener pastures, I’ve compiled a list of questions to ask yourself before making the big move. These factors bothered me, but everyone is different.

1. Food delivery! My husband jokes “What does my wife make for dinner? A phone call.” I don’t cook, I don’t cook, I don’t cook. My mother isn’t much of a cook. I come from a “Let’s order in” family. I think there’s ONE place in Beacon that delivers.

2.  Restaurants. Again with the food. I’m a Jew. We like to eat. The restaurants around here are meh. IMO, there are finer dining establishments further north in weekender territory, but they are too far from Beacon.

3. Sidewalks and bike lanes. Ok, so maybe it’s not such a big deal, but some streets lack sidewalks. I’m sorry, I don’t like walking in the road or on someone’s grass. Although I don’t cycle, there are no bike lanes. Not really a reason not to move up here, but it just bothers me.

4. Everyone all up in your business. Small town life. How quaint. You see the same people. Everyone knows one another. For me, it was charming for 5 minutes. There’s something to be said about anonymous city life and that is “I miss it”.

5. Shop hours. Oh, this is a killer coming from “The City That Never Sleeps”. The Main Street store owners seem to come to work whenever they feel like it. I gave up on many of the mom and pop shops because they were never open when I needed something. Special thanks to Beacon Natural and Artisan Wine who open 7 days per week, normal hours.

6. Strip malls. It’s an inevitable part of suburban life. Face it. If the Main Street shops ain’t helping ya, that’s what’s left. Which brings me to….

7. It’s a car culture. OMG, I used to make fun of people who drive a few blocks. Now I’m one of them! Something you would never do in the city because of traffic and parking. Something I do here because the Main Street shops are so unreliable that I may end up driving to the strip mall.

All of the above being said, there are many pluses to living in the Hudson Valley. How about clean air and fabulous mountain views? Being near the Hudson so you can kayak or sail (We said we would, but hardly ever got around to it). No crowds. Better quality of life. Larger living space and back yard.

It’s really about everyone’s own choice. I grew up with the rat race. As much as I wanted a quieter lifestyle, I feel like a fish out of water here. Do I regret leaving the city? No, it was a lovely vacation. But now it’s time to go home.

When We Used To Play In The Streets

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An old Brooklyn buddy just posted this link on Facebook. Check out the trailer for New York Street Games, a documentary film about a simpler time in NYC. Back before blogs and Facebook and texting when we had to leave the house to have fun. Imagine that!

What I love about Bed Stuy is that it’s old school Brooklyn. I can hang out on my stoop and watch the kids play on the sidewalk (not my kids, mind you). There is still that sense of community that has been lost in many parts of New York.

FYI, I was a Chinese handball gal myself. Never played stickball in my life.

10 New York Facebook Pages or Groups

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1. Secret New York.

2. You’re from where? Oh that sucks, I’m from NY.

3. U know ur from Brooklyn if….

4. I’m a New Yorker. I know what a real bagel is.

5. The Queens of Drag: NYC

6. Brooklyn Diners

7. NYC Underground

8. Hidden Secrets, NY

9. Bitch, please. I’m from New York.

10. Yo, Yo, Yo, I’m from Brooklyn

Save the Deli!

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What a great Christmas Hanukkah gift this book would make! “Save the Deli“, a hardcover by David Sax,  just came out a couple of days ago.Believe it or not, this vegetarian grew up on deli food. There were plenty of delicatessens in NYC back in the day. But alas, they’re all disappearing. Ok, so the food is unhealthy and kind of on the disgusting side. Anyone ever tried tongue? I have. Used to love it. And stuffed derma? Mmm… intestines!

Even though the only thing I’d eat at a deli these days is a knish, I don’t want to see them die. They ARE history! Not just for Jews, but for New York. Can’t they just change with the times? Soy pastrami? Free range organic grass fed corned beef on whole wheat?

And while I’m on the subject, you know what else is dying in New York? Yiddish! I ordered a bagel with a schmear in a Brooklyn cafe that shall remain nameless (Prospect Perk) and they didn’t know what I was talking about!! WTF? You know why, don’t you? It’s because there are no NYers left in NY anymore. Everyone is from somewhere else.

Anyway, enough kvetching. Go out and buy the book for your bubby. It will be a mitzvah.

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You Know You’re A New Yorker When

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This list has been done a gazillion times, but here’s my own version.

You know you’re a New Yorker when…..

Dinner is only a phone call away.

You have more packets of duck sauce and soy sauce in your fridge than food.

You have to walk in the street because people on the sidewalk are moving too slow.

Yiddish is your second language.

Manicured lawns, American flags and a sea of white faces scares the bejesus out of you.

You know when your neighbors are arguing or having sex.

Only other New Yorkers can understand you. Anyone who moved here after 1985 is a tourist.

You don’t need to pay for internet because you can steal any one of your neighbor’s.

You miss opportunities because you can’t lose your parking spot.

You are a bagel connoisseur.

You refuse to stop for pedestrians in those crosswalks outside of the city, but if it’s you walking, you just go and expect cars to stop. Because you’re a New Yorker.

If the gym is more than 3 blocks from your house, you ain’t joining.

You prefer to sit on your stoop than in your backyard.

A stoop? A backyard? What’s that? I live in a shoebox on the 16th floor!

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