Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Dumpster of the Day
Fallen tree on Sixth Street, day two
Just looking at what's left of the tree that nearly took out Banjara Sunday night on Sixth Street near First Avenue.
Monday, July 27, 2009
No Cure for this location?
We noticed that Cure was not open this past weekend. Maybe the owners of the small plates/wine bar decided to take the weekend off. Though you think they'd have left a note. Plus, well, they just opened in mid-April. Or maybe this space on Seventh Street near Avenue A is jinxed. In quick succession this spot was nearly the East Village Pie Lounge.... Previously, it was the short-lived Italian cafe Affettati.
Labels:
Cure,
East Village,
East Village streetscenes,
Seventh Street
Go inside Noot Seear's closet, see her nipple artwork
Cleaning up after the storm
Labels:
7B,
Avenue B,
bad weather,
East Village,
New York CIty weather,
Seventh Street
Giant restaurant/nightclub coming to East 14th Street?
(Oh, right -- we're not supposed to call them nightclubs. New gastrodive?) Anyway. "Retail space for rent" signs are up at 235 E. 14th St. between Third Avenue and Second Avenue.
Renowned nightlife broker ("Mr. Nightclub," according to an Observer article) Alex Picken's agency is repping the landlord.
Here are a few excerpts from that article, which was published in April 2008:
Renowned nightlife broker ("Mr. Nightclub," according to an Observer article) Alex Picken's agency is repping the landlord.
Here are a few excerpts from that article, which was published in April 2008:
Perhaps no one has pounded the velvet-rope-lined pavement as much, in fact, as Mr. Picken, whose company, Picken Real Estate and Nightlife Brokerage, claims to have “successfully brokered more nightclubs in Manhattan than every other real estate agency combined.”
And!
Even though approaching middle age himself, Mr. Picken has little sympathy for the noise-rattled neighborhood groups that are increasingly thwarting his clients’ attempts to get and retain their liquor licenses citywide.
“Even in Nolita, which is really hot now, their community board is just kind of nuts,” he said. “It’s very difficult to get a license.
“I understand that there are certain people that have low-level apartments that hear noise at night and that’s not fun, but, you know, the noise you get from the garbage trucks is probably worse,” he later added. “I just encourage them to get double-paned windows.”
Labels:
14th Street,
Alex Picken,
East Village,
rumormongering
What the first four buyers get at the Copper Building
A few more details are rolling in regarding the Copper Building at 215 Avenue B and 13th Street.
From the Prudential Elliman Web site:
Our First BuyersRewards!!! The first four buyers to sign a contract at the Copper Building will have all their Common Charges and Taxes paid for the first TWO Years! New Construction. Private Presale Before Wide Release! Showings are Wednesdays from 12-2pm and Fridays from 2-4pm. The Copper Building is the latest luxury condominium project by the Steven B Jacobs Group. The 17 residences range from studios up to two bedroom penthouses and all feature floor-to-ceiling living room windows. No expense has been spared -- the kitchens are outfitted with granite countertops and high-end appliance packages. The bathrooms are complete with stone tiled floors and finishes from Zuma, Kohler, and Grohe. Many units also have private terraces or balconies. Building amenities include: full-time virtual doorman, sun deck, private storage, fitness center, and a private Zen garden.
As Curbed noted two weeks ago, the studios start at $475,000...and the four-bedroom penthouse is $3.6 million.
Previously on EV Grieve:
The ghost in you: Looking at 215 Ave. B
Labels:
215 Avenue B,
Avenue B,
condos,
East Village,
expensive condos
Gee, I think a pattern is starting to emerge here...
Meanwhile, NYPress pays a visit in the current issue.
Located on rapidly douchifying Avenue A, this plastic-cup-wielding, keg service-offering beer pong hot spot is the stuff of frat-boy dreams — in a good way. We think.
"We’re booked through September on keg service," said Alex Mynatt, a bartender at Superdive, which opened earlier this month. Mynatt credited online press as the secret to the bar’s straight-out-the-gate success: When word gets out that you let customers actually mix their own drinks, the masses are bound to get curious.
"People ask us, ‘why do you expect us to tip you if we’re the ones making the drinks?’" said Mynatt, who teaches the often heavy-handed pourer how to shake, stir and twist like a pro. "It’s obvious. Because we’re the only bar that lets you do that."
Tree nearly wipes out Banjara
Thanks to reader Annie for the shots below. More storm damage from last evening. Here, we're on Sixth Street and First Avenue. The tree just missed Banjara. (And check out the photos Slum Goddess took of the tree....)
Previously on EV Grieve:
Storm damage on Avenue B
Previously on EV Grieve:
Storm damage on Avenue B
Career opportunity of the day
Labels:
New York City streetscenes,
Nolita,
Rice to Riches,
signs
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Storm damage on Avenue B
What a storm tonight. Many thanks to EV Grieve reader Sergei, who captured some of the aftermath, particularly the downed trees at Seventh Street and Avenue B.
First, though -- the rainbow.
Previously on EV Grieve:
More photos of last night's sky
First, though -- the rainbow.
Previously on EV Grieve:
More photos of last night's sky
Labels:
7B,
Avenue B,
bad weather,
New York CIty weather,
Seventh Street
Scouting NY's hidden gems of the city
Good feature in the Post today. Scouting NY's proprietor shares his 10 favorite finds in NYC -- "the places that remind you that the city has a lot to offer those who take the time to slow down and appreciate it."
And tops on his list?
1.) The East Village Beach House
First Avenue at First Street
And tops on his list?
1.) The East Village Beach House
First Avenue at First Street
"It's as if a tornado blew in from Cape Cod and deposited a beach house onto the East Village. Perched on the roof of a four-story brick apartment building is a shingled cottage, complete with bay windows and a weathervane-topped cupola. The owner calls it 'Up-Upon-It' (a joking reference to friends with cottages in Sagaponack), and rumors abound that it is surrounded with sand and lawn chairs."
Here we are again bro... Just you and me. Same kind of moon, same kind of jungle
Thanks to The Shadow, yesterday started out so well...another great show in Tompkins Square Park...Bob Arihood has the photos. (Uh, not the one below. All my photos are blurry. Are maybe I am.)
And then night began to fall...
And the predators begin to swarm, arriving en masse.
Soon. The neighborhood is infested. Again.
Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Where's the Ace Bar? Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro. Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Hey bitches! Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro. Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Where's McSorley's? Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Hey bitches! Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro.
A bridal party. A scavenger hunt. Broken champagne glasses on Avenue B. Popped-collared types chugging booze from airline-size bottles and tossing the empties into the street. Bro. BRA. Bro.
And then night began to fall...
And the predators begin to swarm, arriving en masse.
Soon. The neighborhood is infested. Again.
Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Where's the Ace Bar? Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro. Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Hey bitches! Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro. Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Where's McSorley's? Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Hey bitches! Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro.
A bridal party. A scavenger hunt. Broken champagne glasses on Avenue B. Popped-collared types chugging booze from airline-size bottles and tossing the empties into the street. Bro. BRA. Bro.
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