Noted

From the Times today:

Martha Stewart was among the many who were saddened a year and half ago by the closing of Kurowycky, the Ukrainian butcher in the East Village, and the loss of its legendary hams. Ms. Stewart, whose heritage is Polish, has decided to try to recapture the Old World style.

Her bone-in applewood-smoked holiday ham is made by Kirkland Signature and sold, either half or whole, at Costco stores.

It has a fine texture and a haunting, smoky taste, though it would be better with a wider rim of creamy fat, a detail that might not bother most people. It is fully cooked, ready to slice, and can also be heated with a glaze.

Now Martha can go to the old Kurowycky spot on First Avenue and get a DVD or CD.

Noted ("high-end horn-dogs" edition)

From Page Six today:

THE world of ecdysiasts -- a coinage of H.L. Mencken from the Greek "to peel" -- is changing fast with the closings of Scores West last February and Scores East this month. Now, Las Vegas strip club Sapphire has opened its first New York outpost on West 23rd Street. The busty beauties there, with hearts of gold, have been collecting Barbie dolls to send to poor girls in Brazil. Word is Sapphire will also soon be taking over the much larger Scores East space on East 60th in an attempt to lure back the high-end horn-dogs who now patronize Rick's Cabaret on West 33rd.

More holiday cheer and stuff

Christmastime in the East Village from GammaBlog on Vimeo.

Holiday cheers

At 7B. Or Vazac's...or the Horsehoe bar...

Up on the Parkside reindeer pause...Out jumps good old Santa Claus...Down thru the chimney with lots of booze

Houston and Attorney on the Lower East Side.

Yankees now handing out money faster than the US Government

By giving Mark Teixeira $180 million, the Yankees now have the four highest-paid players in baseball. Well, guess that means beers will be $40 next season at the new Yankee Stadium.

Breaking! Firetrucks (and firefighters!) in action at the corner where Keith McNally will somehow probably ruin

Just after 3, the corner of Bowery and Houston was the scene of chaos! Enough equipment to put out the inferno at the Towering Inferno! Fire trucks! Ladders! Firefighters! Drivers trying to turn right onto Bowery and honking their horns!








Everyone stood around for a little bit then left. No report of actual flames from the people standing around -- the people standing around who weren't firefighters. Tourists took pictures. Someone had a video camera. Anyway, good thing there wasn't a real fire -- the firefighters would not have been able to penetrate the quadruple plywood protecting McNally's new pizza joint.

Let me get all Metropolitan Diary on you

I was walking in the 30s today for some reason...I got stuck behind a slow-moving tourist dad and his young son (7? 8?)...They were taking their time looking here and there. I wasn't paying too much attention. But it was clear they couldn't find what they were looking for.

The boy said, "But I thought you knew the city."

The dad shook his head sadly, "Not anymore I don't."

Turned out he used to live here.

The Christmas tree at Washington Square Park could likely use a hug or something

The Christmas tree at Washington Square Park looks lovely....well, from a distance, anyway....Get a little closer....



and it starts to look a little more, well, straggly.



Closer still! And there's branch cracked off...A whole section looks somehow dented. Someone miss the light and plow into it? Or maybe just a hungry rat?

I'm not waiting on a lady...say, what the hell is Mick wearing anyway?

Yeah, we've all seen the video for "Waiting on a Friend" enough times...



However, we've never seen these photos taken by schillid when the Stones were shooting the video on St. Mark's Place in July 1981. (I found the photos at the It's Only Rock'n Roll Stones fan site.) Here, the boys hang out at the old St. Mark's Bar & Grill on the corner of First Avenue.





Here's what the corner looks like now.

For more on the St. Mark's Bar & Grill, go here.

"Back then this whole area was just people who were into art and you know…"

Speaking of the St. Mark's Bar & Grill, Matt Harvey profiles author Michael Largo — the man who owned the bar — in the latest Chelsea Now. Largo (pictured right from the old days) recently saw the publication of his latest book, "Genius and Heroin." To mark the occasion Harvey and Largo went on a mini walking tour of the East Village:

Largo, a compact man with a gray-flecked auburn goatee, spent the 1980s owning and operating the legendary St. Marks Grill, which sat on the corner of St. Marks and First Ave. Since then, the generic black canopy façade of the lounge Tribe has erased all evidence of his bar; it served as a louche retreat for Joni Mitchell, pop art “godfather” Larry Rivers and — for a short time — Keith Richards. (The Rolling Stones used the Grill as the setting for their video of “Waiting on a Friend,” their jazzy portrayal of coolly anticipating the drug connection.)

“The first thing Keith asked me when he came into the bar was ‘Where can I cop?’” Largo said, perfunctorily tossing off a worn over anecdote. “My liquor license is right above my head and cops and producers are around.” A smile crept to his lips, as he continued. “I said, ‘Here’s a bottle of Jack, that’s all I can help you with.” His barroom charm managed to infuse his name-dropping with some life.

Twenty-five years, and several layers of gentrification later, Largo — who moved to Miami in 1990 and stayed there — couldn’t find his bearings in his old neighborhood. His usual wry grin turned slack and he said; “Back then this whole area was just people who were into art and you know…” His soft, Staten Island-accented voice broke up into a slightly sinister laughter.

Previously.

EV Grieve's last-minute gift guide

For someone you really don't like....



Being sold by a street vendor on Sixth Avenue near 22nd Street.

Or! She's the perfect accompaniment for the next time you watch The Village of the Damned.