EV Grieve Etc.: Mourning Edition

[Photo of Second Avenue by Derek Berg]

Cooper Union professors and students file suit to block university from charging tuition (The Daily News)

East 7th Street building centerpiece of unprecedented ruling regarding rent-stabilized apartments in co-ops (Habitat)

Sabu, leader of the hacker collective LulzSec who lives on Avenue D, walks (The New Yorker)

Vintage clothing shop from Scotland opening first U.S. location on East 9th Street (The Commercial Observer)

The last night of East Village Radio (The Observer)

The Orchard Hell Building will have a 13th floor pool bar (BoweryBoogie)

Mayor de Blasio bans media from dozens of events (The Associated Press)

Jan Sun Laundry on East 17th Street is closing (Jeremiah's Vanishing New York)

... and here is information about this year's annual Schoolapalooza event for the Children's Workshop School on East 12th Street ...



The event is Friday night at the Paul Taylor Dance Company Studios, 551 Grand St. ... and will feature Lisa Lisa (of 1980s Cult Jam fame) ... whose sister is school principal Maria Velez-Clarke.

Out and About in the East Village, Part 1

In this weekly feature, East Village-based photographer James Maher provides us with a quick snapshot of someone who lives and/or works in the East Village.



By James Maher

Name: Christopher Reisman
Occupation: Police Officer, retired
Location: 9th Precinct, 5th Street between 1st and 2nd Avenue
Time: 11 a.m. on Monday, May 5

I’ve lived here since 1969 and I also used to work here. I was a cop. I grew up in the suburbs, in Westchester, and I left school early and wound up in the Army when I was 21 years old. Most of the guys who I was hanging out with there were from New York.

I got out after three years — two years, 11 months and 14 days. I knocked around for a little while and came over to the neighborhood when I was 25. When I was in college I used to come around here for music. I used to listen to a lot of music. You had the Five Spot on 5th Street and then they moved up to St. Marks. You had Port of Call East, East Village Inn, Pee Wee’s, Slug’s.

The area always intrigued me. It has always been unusual. The area was unique in the city for a number of reasons. It had been crushed by urban renewal. There was a very strong neighborhood identification in those days. There were Polish blocks and Italian blocks and Ukrainian Blocks. For the most part, the Jewish families were gone by then. In those days, nobody owned the entire neighborhood. They might have owned their own blocks, but no one group was strong enough to bully the others. If you were going to be a bully you had to stay on your own block. It was almost exclusively blue collar. By the late ‘60s people were starting to be damaged by the war.

As in most communities, the low level criminality was always the cottage industry — selling little pieces of dope or betting on the numbers. Socially, everybody stood down from whatever their position or status was. I remember in Phebe's you’d see cops, actors, firemen, dancers, kids from Chinese youth gangs, and Hells Angels all drinking together, because nobody was in charge. That was the deal.

There were a lot of people involved in the arts because they could afford to live here and work some little job to pay the rent and then practice the rest of the time. It was always to a degree bohemian. It was inexpensive. It was a community that did not for the most part sit and judge you. Everybody had a place as long as you didn’t impose yourself on people.

I knew Hilly Kristal, the guy that owned CBGB. That was an interesting place. It was kind of a sentiment of the times too There were some of us who drank at his other bars — he had a bar on West 9th Street and another bar on West 13th Street, and those were part of the nightlife. We all knew each other and long story short, the night before he opened Hilly’s on the Bowery, typically, he was not ready to open. He still had to put down the floor, which he had neglected to do. So it was me, my roommate who was an electrician, a waiter, and one of his bartenders, and we laid the floor the night before he opened, for a bar tab. This was probably in ‘73 or ’74.

When I joined the cops, I kind of engineered my assignment here, and I wasn’t disappointed. I worked at the 9th Precinct and I first started in May 1969. You had an area where there wasn’t a lot of money and there was certainly very little affluence. For the most part it was not considered a choice assignment. As a matter of fact, very often, cops who couldn’t be punished would be assigned here under the theory of how much harm can they do?

Beginning in the late 1960s, drugs started to erode the social fabric of the neighborhood. I didn’t have any basis for comparison because I hadn’t lived here before, but it became very obvious that this was increasing. There was also a little street culture here, for everybody, in the sense that most people lived in very small apartments, but they lived with their whole families and there was no air conditioning.

Consequently, any opportunity they could get out the apartment was a good thing. So people literally lived on the sidewalks. It was either that or go to a gin mill. It was much, much tougher. Jail was not a unique experience. The sensibilities and sensitivities of incarceration were pretty much evident on the street. If you stepped on somebody’s foot and didn’t sincerely apologize, you’d probably get badly hurt.

We came right during a social change, for us as well, because the department and the city were changing rapidly. The older fellows… we learned from some of the smartest cops in the city, because they had defeated the police department. There were some very creative and intelligent men. Many of them were veterans from the Korean War and several World War II vets. They were all from the city. And then there were the people that you didn’t want to spend any time with.

In those days you worked around the clock. We used to say, if you want to [sleep on the job] it was pretty safe in the daytime, you could go to sleep, because nothing was going to happen. From 10 at night to seven in the morning it was usually pretty busy. They called it the three-platoon system. The first platoon was from midnight to eight, the second was the day shift, and the third platoon was four pm to midnight, and it changed every week. Consequently, you were always sleep deprived.

As time went on you’d probably end up in a job where your hours were a little more regular, but by that time your children were already grown, and your wife was already completely estranged. It was tough that way. There was a very intelligent reform, maybe around the late ‘70s, when they gave cops the opportunity to pick their hours. It also gave them an opportunity to get side jobs, because when you worked around the clock it became very difficult to get a part-time job.

For a cop to get a side job they had to submit a request and identify the employer, get permission and almost always the conditions were impossible, so the cops would take the job on the side and hope they didn’t get caught, cause you had to. I was making a $112 a week, but I was single. If you had a family, you couldn’t do it. Now you had a choice. You either had a part time job or you get cozy with somebody who was going to give you money. In many cases, to some extent it was deliberate by the powers that be. Jimmy Walker had a famous saying when somebody came up to him and said the cops want a raise. He said, ‘Let them get their own raise.’

When I came on the job the police department was very conservative, and part of it still is today. A policeman was fired because he was living in sin with his girlfriend. If you were working here, everybody in the whole world is doing it. The irony was very often that the cops were expected to respect the rights of the individual that they themselves were not entitled.

The early ‘70s was at a time where the police department as a whole was very passive. If you were in uniform and arrested a man for narcotics, the cop would be investigated automatically. If you had too many of these they assumed you were a crook. The official orders would be, if you see narcotics, do not take action. So the public sees me walking by a drug dealer and thinks I’m corrupt. Out of an effort to be genuinely pristine, the job inadvertently created a mass corruption image. So Tompkins Square Park was the result of this type of a free zone, which was really sad for the people that had no other place to be. It was pretty much no blood, no foul.

For the most part, I always worked at night. I worked what was called the public morals, which was called the vice squad. I was assigned to the career criminal apprehension unit. I did that for three years and then went into detective work. I was what they called an active cop. I made a lot of arrests.

We would get what you’d call a kite from a precinct commander, ‘there’s a bookie and he’s working out of candy store x’. We’d go in and place bets and so on. When we started here we didn’t have radios. When you worked the foot post you worked by yourself and it was very instructive because you had to learn how to cope with whatever was going on by yourself without any help. It was only your reputation or how you presented yourself initially that enabled you to do anything at all so you stayed alive.

Burglaries were certainly prevalent. We used to wonder whether there were more than five television sets in the entire precinct, because they would be stolen and resold everyday, which was particularly savage because it was almost always poor people being robbed. The poor people were at the mercy of the vestiges of the middle class and the upper class. Polite solutions were imposed on situations that just didn’t work.

Everybody has watched television, and so everybody knows about crime and how that works and how institutional corruption works, but they don’t have a clue. It’s not their fault. They’ve been educated to think that they know. So this also created problems for us, not the least of which was that none of us have a 26-minute solution to a problem. It’s much more dull and much more unsatisfactory.

James Maher is a fine art and studio photographer based in the East Village. Find his website here.

In Part 2, Christopher Reisman talks about the murder of his partner in 1975.

A Feast/Google Glass post mortem

Last Friday, we posted about a patron at Feast who was asked to remove her Google Glass headset before dining at the restaurant on April 20. Apparently guests had voiced their privacy concerns when another Glass Explorer dined there a few weeks earlier. In that situation, the Glass wearer quickly consented to remove the Glass.

The diner on April 20, NYC resident Katy Kasmai, the organizer of a Google Glass user group, refused to do so, and left the restaurant.

She wrote about the incident on Google +. Shortly afterwards, 13 one-star reviews of Feast appeared on Google from people who commented on Kasmai's post. The negative reviews were not based on the restaurant's food, but rather the no-Glass policy.

The story quickly became what Adam Chandler described at The Wire as "a flashpoint in the Google Glass battle" … and there was plenty of back-and-forth between the so-called Glassholes and those who, well, are not.

The incident received ample coverage in the tech press, including Mashable, CNet, ValleyWag and Daring Fireball, among others.

Now for a little EVG navel-gazing — the post because the fourth-most viewed in the blog's 7-year history. Still going to take quite a push to top the posts related to topless women.

And what about for Feast? Last Friday morning, there were 28 Google reviews, good for a 3.1 out of 5 rating. As of last evening, there were 529 Google reviews, which pushed the rating up to 4.5.

Here is part of one new 5-star review:

Any restaurant that stands up to the Google Glass bullies deserves 1,000 stars. I sincerely hope Feast reads this review and sues every reviewer who unfairly left them one star reviews because Google Glassholes retaliated after being asked to remove their Google Glasses so diners could dine in peace. I can't wait to go back to this great place. Google Glassholes are obnoxious c**** (rhymes with "runts") and I hope if there is a hell, they all rot in it for all eternity.

And what is the reaction from Feast? We reached out to management for comment.

"We're totally blown away," a restaurant rep told us. "We knew the story had some elements that people would be passionate about, but not to this extent. We've even gotten emails from people all over the world supporting us. Not to mention the Google reviews. I mean, it's sort of all a joke now, but I'm glad it happened because the whole online rating system for restaurants is flawed and this sort of proves our point, which was one of the original points we wanted to make, but it pretty much turned into a privacy war. Don't get us wrong though, we are incredibly humbled by the fact that 500-plus people would spend their time leaving a review for us."

As for Katy Kasmai, the spurned Google Glass wearer who sparked this debate…

Completely appreciate concerns over @googleglass. Best way to understand it is to try it, and @feastnyc has kindly invited the opportunity.
— Katy Kasmai (@KatyKasmai) May 25, 2014

Absolutely did not encourage people to post fake reviews and asking folks to please not do so. @sarahpriceless @benparr @NickStarr @feastnyc
— Katy Kasmai (@KatyKasmai) May 25, 2014

The Feast rep confirmed that the two sides did reach out … with an offer of a Google Glass tutorial for the taking.

"Things got out of hand really fast and we just wanted to get a handle on things before we set anything up," the Feast rep said. "As we have said before, our decision is fully based on customers and we never harbored any ill will toward Katy.

"Our decision to meet Katy is based off the fact that we do try to give everyone the best possible experience and if this is something that is important to her and will maybe have us understand Glass more, then we're for it. However, it's our customers who matter to us, and if the overwhelming majority are uncomfortable with Glass, then our policy stands. It's pretty interesting how passionate the pro-Glass and anti-Glass sides are. The arguments and comments have strayed so far from something so simple as a policy at a private establishment. We require people to be clothed when they come in, although that's never been an issue — nobody's ever argued about it. We asked Katy to take her Glass off, just a policy. Not discrimination."

Previously on EV Grieve:
A Google Glass Feast (77 comments)

Plywood arrives at East 3rd Street lot, site of incoming 6-floor apartment building

Workers have put up plywood outside the fence at 321 E. Third St. between Avenue C and Avenue D … where there are approved plans for a 6-story, 30-unit apartment complex …



Perhaps some work is imminent at this long-vacant lot, which has been home to an encampment of casitas as well as an annex for the Orchard Alley Community Garden. Queens-based Venetian Management LLC is listed as the owner on DOB records. Gerald J. Caliendo is listed at the architect of record.

Directly across the street at 316-318 is the construction of the Karl Fischer-designed, 33-unit apartment building.

Previously on EV Grieve:
Another parcel of East Village land ready for development

[Updated] 110-year-old DeRobertis Pasticceria and Caffe looks to be closing once the building is sold

[EVG file photo]

Last June, we spotted a listing for 174-176 First Ave. At the time, the sale didn't mention anything about the status of longtime (since 1904) home of the great DeRobertis Pasticceria and Caffe at No. 176.

However, several EVG tipsters have forwarded updated real-estate listings … showing that the retail spaces in the basement and first floor of No. 176 will be delivered vacant once the buildings sell … (this may be news to the bakery, who say that they are not closing)



This listing, via a tipster, shows the current rent going for $4,000 a month for the bakery, with a projected monthly increase to $19,583.

DeRobertis has their in-house bakery in the basement.

The asking price is $12 million. (And at least one listing mentions that 4,162 square feet of air rights are available.)

City records show that the DeRobertis family has owned the buildings for 30-plus years.

Here's some history of the bakery via the DeRobertis website …

There are not many Pasticceria and Caffe's that can actually claim four continuous generations of friendly, family service. Our family tradition has survived through all types of conditions such as World War I, the Great Depression, World War II, the fabulous Fifties, the Vietnam War, the recession of the 70's, the boom of the 80's ... With hard work, a determination to provide the finest pastries, cakes and desserts and your patronage, we will continue into the 21st Century.

Read more about the history of DeRobertis on their website.

So this appears to be the family's decision to retire — they weren't pushed out. Regardless, go enjoy this East Village treasure while you still can.

[EVG file photo]

Updated: A DeRobertis family member said that closure was only "a rumor."

Previously on EV Grieve:
174-176 First Ave., home of DeRobertis Pasticceria and Caffe, is for sale

Coyote Ugly is closed for remodeling; 'rebirth' on the way

We spotted workers gutting the Coyote Ugly space at 153 First Ave. yesterday … (at one point the crew dragged out the actual bar — oh and we missed that photo op! Think of all that Lynyrd Skynyrd the bar has endured!).

Anyway, here's the deal via the Coyote Ugly website:

Tue, May 27 — Tue, Jun 3 Closed for Remodeling
Wed, Jun 5 — Grand Reopening 5:00 PM

Please come back to the future with us at our grand reopening and let us shower you with the power of love in our new and improved bar! We can't wait to celebrate our rebirth with you!

Coyote Ugly opened here between East 9th Street and East 10th Street on Jan. 27, 1993.

RIP old bar… #woo

Baby hawks of Tompkins Square Park now tabloid famous

In case that you didn't see this today… the Post has a feature on the baby hawks of Tompkins Square Park … featuring a hawk-cam photo from East Village resident Francois Portmann …

Find the article here.

Previously on EV Grieve:
Red-tailed hawks nest on the Christodora House

The hawks of Tompkins Square Park have laid an egg at the Christodora House

More eggsciting hawk news from the Christodora House

Breaking (heh) news: The hawks of Tompkins Square Park are officially parents

OMG baby hawks! (UPDATED WITH VIDEO!)

VIDEO: Watch the baby hawks of Tompkins Square Park dine on some rat

Sidewalk bridge arrives at 145 Avenue A

Workers are erecting a sidewalk bridge on the northwest corner of Avenue A and East Ninth Street right now… some debris apparently fell from a window unit on Sunday evening … closing Cafe Pick Me Up's sidewalk cafe for the time being.

There could be bigger problems with the building. According to a complaint on file with the DOB, in their all-cap style: "STEP CRACKING AT FLOORS 2 THRU 4 WITH BULGING PROMINENT AT AREA BETWEEN 2 AND 3RD FLOORS."

No other new work permits have been issued just yet.

Meanwhile, Cafe Pick Me Up remains open.

I Cipressi will not be happening on Avenue A

Back in early October 2012, we heard that Lorella Innocenti, who operated I Coppi on East Ninth Street, was opening a new restaurant on Avenue A in the storefront that previously housed Vampire Freaks.

She was going to run it with her sister Maristella, who owns Matilda on East 11th Street near Avenue C.

However, a few weeks after the news of the Avenue A project, Hurricane Sandy hit … and Matilda was was one of the businesses that struggled to get back up and running … all the while, the plans for the new Italian restaurant stalled. The sisters took to the streets last summer to find investors to make the new place a reality.

Apparently they didn't have much luck. The storefront at 189 Avenue A near East 12th Street is now for rent … a sign that follows the eviction notice last month.



It will be interesting to see what might take the space. The two buildings here will be dwarfed by developer Douglas Steiner's 7-story retail-residential complex coming soon to the former Mary Help of Christians complex.



But for now…



Previously on EV Grieve:
Reader report: I Coppi team opening new restaurant on Avenue A

Owners of I Cipressi take to the streets to find investors

New residential complex at former Mary Help of Christians lot may include rooftop swimming pool

Meet your new neighbor on Avenue A

6 St. Mark's Place now asking $16.75 million

Barcade is looking to open an outpost of their craft beer bar-retro video game arcade at 6 St. Mark's Place, as Gothamist first reported last week.

A notice arrived on the door last week noting that Barcade is seeking a liquor license during the June CB3/SLA committee meeting.

Meanwhile, turns out the whole building is for sale, again apparently…

[EVG file photo]

We spotted a listing for No. 6 back in August 2012, when the asking price here between Second Avenue and Third Avenue was $14.5 million.

The listing is back, though this time it is for $16.75 million Per Massey Knakal:

An elevatored, five story plus lower level mixed-use building located on the south side of Saint Mark’s Place between 2nd Avenue and 3rd Avenue. The ground floor is currently vacant but is expected to be leased out shortly. The 2nd floor is leased to an art gallery and cafe through November 2018 who pays $11,000/month and 20% of the real estate taxes. Floors 3-5 are occupied by a karaoke lounge who has a lease in-place through September 2031. The karaoke lounge is currently paying $28,000/month and 50% of the total real estate taxes. This is an excellent opportunity for an investor to receive a steady stream of cash flow from the in-place units in a rapidly growing neighborhood.

Public records show that the building just changed hands for $13.875 million in January.

Previously on EV Grieve:
Report: Barcade eyeing new outpost on St. Mark's Place

6 St. Mark's Place on the market for $14.5 million

Today in apartment rentals with roof decks

177 Second Ave. via Streeteasy:

Massive 3 bedroom or very convertible 4 bedroom - currently has 5 students from NYU. This place has its own PRIVATE DECK!

Currently a 3BR but very simple conversion that will STILL have a MASSIVE living room.

Awesome place with 2 separate entrances! Bigger than the other 3/4 bedrooms in the area at this price and amazing location!

Price: $6,500

Spicy House arrives on 3rd Avenue

[Photo from February 2014]

We spotted a new retail listing for 96 Third Ave. between East 12th Street and East 13th Street back in February … at the time, the space was home to the three-year-old Teriyaki Express & Sushi.

And the new tenant is up and running as of this past weekend — Spicy House … featuring "Asian cuisine and sushi."



Maybe worth noting: the retail listing for the address did specifically state "NO COFFEE, NO CHINESE FOOD, NO BURGERS, NO FROZEN YOGURT."

In any event, we haven't spotted any menus for Spicy House just yet.