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Notes From the New East Harlem
by Periel Aschenbrand 05/22/2003Neighborhood: East Harlem
There’s Antenna Lady, the black woman who stands in front of the building next to mine with the silver antenna-thing pierced through her face. Though she must be in her forties, her face is studded with all sorts of St. Marks-like piercings, the most shocking being the long one poking out of her left cheek. [...]
Tom’s Restaurant
by Vince Passaro 02/13/2003Neighborhood: Morningside Heights
I took two of my kids to see the new Adam Sandler picture, “Little Nicky,” and there it was again, behind Sandler as he sniffed some flowers: Tom’s Restaurant at 112th and Broadway. When I was at Columbia College, in the gray and bankrupt and crumbling 1970s, my friends and I had a joke that [...]
Milk & Chocolate
by Elisha Cooper 02/09/2003Neighborhood: Greenwich Village
We’re walking through the Village, it’s freezing, and we’re trying to find a place that has both good hot chocolate and is a good place to breast-feed. It’s not easy. I have nothing to do with the breast-feeding (having no breasts), but I feel responsible for finding the location to do it in. The place [...]
The Cottonwood Cafe
by Victoria Reggio 11/15/2002Neighborhood: West Village
We met by way of the New York City Marathon; the roller skating marathon. It is little known Big Apple trivia, but in the Fall of 1980, there was a roller-skating marathon that covered the same mileage and territory throughout the five boroughs. One of the participants was my boyfriend T.J. A draft resister who [...]
The Celtic Supporter’s Club
by Jim Merlis 10/13/2002Neighborhood: Astoria, Queens
I was born in Brooklyn and to my understanding it was a fait accompli that I would be a Mets fan. I was taught that all Brooklyn residents had been Dodgers fans and four years after the Dodgers sold their souls and moved to Los Angeles we became New York Mets fans. As a child [...]
Drinking Redneck-Style
by Shari Waxman 07/23/2002Neighborhood: Chelsea
Manhattan just doesn’t make for good redneck living. You can’t bag a 12-point buck, park a Ford F250, get a gun permit, or buy a tin of Skol in this city. If you like Nascar racing, the N.R.A., Rush Limbaugh, and personalized bug-deflectors, finding like-minded friends won’t be any easier. Worst of all, as far [...]
High Noon at the B-29
by Zaphra Reskakis 02/17/2002Neighborhood: Upper West Side
“All my dishes are masterpieces ‘cause my customers deserve the best! They should lick their fingers to the bone,” my Dad would say. “Nobody eats here just once unless he dies before the next time he plans to come in,” my Dad said. He was always busy cooking and talking at the B-29, the restaurant [...]
Year of the Horse
by Kael Goodman 02/05/2002Neighborhood: Tribeca
I went to XO on Walker Street last night. It’s a small Chinese restaurant, far enough from mott street that little English is spoken there. It’s the kind of restaurant where i like to go by myself…sit at the bar, suck down the rice noodle with shrimp and chinese vegetable, and hide behind a paper [...]
Razing the Fillmore
by Kate Walter 02/04/2002Neighborhood: East Village
The news crews were outside the old Fillmore East, getting a last shot before the legendary concert hall was razed and turned into apartment buildings. As I walked along Second Avenue to the video store, I saw tv trucks lined up outside. I felt sad; my youth was vanishing. I’d gone past this now boarded [...]
Hurrah’s
by Robert Nedelkoff 02/04/2002Neighborhood: Upper West Side
Hurrah’s began as a nexus for disco (in the early days it was a rival of Studio 54 and Xenon), then moved over into what was still called “new wave.” It was booked by Jim Fouratt, famous for coining the slogan “The Man Can’t Bust Our Music” at Columbia Records in ’68 and for being [...]
The Brie Burger
by Gabriel Marc Delahaye 01/20/2002Neighborhood: West Village
There were a lot of things that should have been taken into account before our plane even touched the ground, but they were not taken, and we just kind of sat there. It rained all week. I’d come about three days earlier and Travis showed up later, his plane was a little delayed. I’d been [...]
Fedora
by Alfred H. Lane 01/02/2002Neighborhood: West Village
Fedora is a few steps below street level– one steps down and pushes open the door into a red hued room that feels like another world, or at least another time: warm, unpretentious, exciting, wonderful. Photographs by Josh Gilbert, who has a story of his own Alfred H. Lane passed away on March 20th, 2002, [...]
