"Freddy 'Sez' Schuman, the one-eyed, cookware-clanking octogenarian who's been an unofficial pinstripe mascot for 22 seasons, was forced to panhandle for tickets at the new Yankee Stadium over the weekend." (New York Post)
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Noted
"Freddy 'Sez' Schuman, the one-eyed, cookware-clanking octogenarian who's been an unofficial pinstripe mascot for 22 seasons, was forced to panhandle for tickets at the new Yankee Stadium over the weekend." (New York Post)
Taking another look at East Seventh Street
There's no shortage of turnover on the stretch of Seventh Street near Avenue A. Here's an update since the last time...
A small-plates place called Cure opened last week at was was briefly going to be the East Village Pie Lounge (which was briefly the Italian cafe Affettati...)
The space that briefly housed the Chocolate Bar is still for rent.
The Tiny Living store is closing...
The space next to Butter Lane Cupcakes is still for lease...
The former kiddie hair salon/boutique Locks 'n' Lads that closed in January is now an upscale clothing boutique called Red...
P.S.
During the renovation of Red, this fine-looking dummy was put out in the trash. Was curious if anyone took it...
P.S.S.
Two other storefronts — former boutiques — are available on the block...Including:
A small-plates place called Cure opened last week at was was briefly going to be the East Village Pie Lounge (which was briefly the Italian cafe Affettati...)
The space that briefly housed the Chocolate Bar is still for rent.
The Tiny Living store is closing...
The space next to Butter Lane Cupcakes is still for lease...
The former kiddie hair salon/boutique Locks 'n' Lads that closed in January is now an upscale clothing boutique called Red...
P.S.
During the renovation of Red, this fine-looking dummy was put out in the trash. Was curious if anyone took it...
P.S.S.
Two other storefronts — former boutiques — are available on the block...Including:
Nails to be done at old Blue space
The former fancy dress shoppe Blue on Avenue A next to Lucy's is a prime chunk of EV real estate...and it ...
...will be the new home to Top A Nails, the salon that's now on A between Ninth Street and 10th Street.
...will be the new home to Top A Nails, the salon that's now on A between Ninth Street and 10th Street.
Topshop posters are far too easy to deface
On Third Avenue at 14th Street...
On East Seventh Street at First Avenue...
On East Seventh Street at First Avenue...
Rejected names included: The Asset Backed Commercial Paper Money Market Mutual Fund Liquidity Facility Cafe
Speaking of Maiden Lane (and who does, really?), the Hotel Reserve opened last December...and now the hotel has a new restaurant with a name equally as sexxxy... a name that makes you just want to ...
...think of large bureaucracies, prisons, central banking systems... Federal Cafe? Does the Board of Governors appoint the chef?
Heh.
...think of large bureaucracies, prisons, central banking systems... Federal Cafe? Does the Board of Governors appoint the chef?
Heh.
Monday, April 20, 2009
EV Grieve Etc: Mourning Edition
New York has the worst economic outlook of any state in the nation (New York Post)
Clowns and tie-dyed ferrets in TSP (Slum Goddess)
Friday night on Avenue A (Neither More Nor Less)
Dead boys ephemera (Stupefaction)
Remembering Johnny Thunders (This Ain't the Summer of Love)
Spring skyline from atop the Municipal Parking lot on Ludlow/Essex Street (BoweryBoogie)
Old and new in Tribeca (Greenwich Village Daily Photo)
Sicha and Balk launch The Awl (The Awl)
"On the first Saturday that New York's brand new stadia were open for regular season baseball business -- and on a beautiful day, too -- there were more than 7,000 unsold seats in Yankee Stadium, more than 5,000 in Citi Field. When parks such as Camden Yards, Coors Field and Jacobs Field opened, they sold out, over and over, again and again. That's because fans were treated as logical humans, embraced as customers and not targeted for muggings. (Phil Mushnick, New York Post)
Displaced by the Yankees, some Bronx athletic teams go homeless (New York Times)
The party buses were out Saturday night.
Must be loudmouth season. (Jeremiah's Vanishing NY)
Archbishop Dolan vs. Marmaduke at St. Patrick's
Archbishop Timothy Dolan celebrated his first mass yesterday at Saint Patrick's Cathedral.
And I just happened to be walking by St. Patrick's on Fifth Avenue yesterday afternoon. (Oh -- Easter was last Sunday?) I took these photos after a mass, though I don't think they're of Dolan.
Why? Because more people would have been taking pictures of him rather than this! You should have seen the Great Dane parked out front of St. Patrick's! A photo frenzy!
And I just happened to be walking by St. Patrick's on Fifth Avenue yesterday afternoon. (Oh -- Easter was last Sunday?) I took these photos after a mass, though I don't think they're of Dolan.
Why? Because more people would have been taking pictures of him rather than this! You should have seen the Great Dane parked out front of St. Patrick's! A photo frenzy!
Olivo's on Avenue C
Been meaning to do a post on Olivo's Fashions, a homey and unusual little shop at 55 Avenue C near Fourth Street. It has been here for 36 years, and is a father-son operation. Part of the store is devoted to yarn and fabrics and other things sewing related.
In 2007, though, the store started to be more known as a serious place for video games. In fact, just last Tuesday, Crispy Gamer did a feature on the place titled, "World's Greatest Independent Game Stores: Olivo's Games Depot."
As the second deck of the headline reads, "Welcome to pretty much the only place on earth where you can buy skeins of yarn, adult diapers and a still-shrinkwrapped copy of Rez ($99.99)."
True.
Here's an excerpt from the article, which nicely captures the vibe of Olivo's:
And now I buried my lead...I was dismayed to walk by Saturday to see the following...
The elder Mr. Olivo, I believe, was hanging garmets outside on Saturday morning. He said they were closing and had to have everything out of the store. There seemed to be a sense of urgency to this. I went back yesterday to take some photos of the interior and, I hoped, to talk with one of the Olivos. Unfortunately, the gates were down. I'm afraid I'm too late.
In 2007, though, the store started to be more known as a serious place for video games. In fact, just last Tuesday, Crispy Gamer did a feature on the place titled, "World's Greatest Independent Game Stores: Olivo's Games Depot."
As the second deck of the headline reads, "Welcome to pretty much the only place on earth where you can buy skeins of yarn, adult diapers and a still-shrinkwrapped copy of Rez ($99.99)."
True.
Here's an excerpt from the article, which nicely captures the vibe of Olivo's:
The store is one of those rare, old-time New York places that are almost impossible to find these days. Two-thirds of the store is devoted to yarn, knitting, mannequins, candles, homemade lollipops, porcelain hands designed to hold your rings, and blouses. It's like a thousand five-and-dime stores crammed into 600 square feet. The remaining third -- the front corner of the store -- is devoted to videogames.
And now I buried my lead...I was dismayed to walk by Saturday to see the following...
The elder Mr. Olivo, I believe, was hanging garmets outside on Saturday morning. He said they were closing and had to have everything out of the store. There seemed to be a sense of urgency to this. I went back yesterday to take some photos of the interior and, I hoped, to talk with one of the Olivos. Unfortunately, the gates were down. I'm afraid I'm too late.
Shocker: A Rite Aid is closing
Whoa. This is an unusual site. On Seventh Avenue just below 14th Street. I'm used to seeing, "Coming soon: Rite Aid/Duane Reade/Etc."
Given the sale, I thought I'd check it out... get a few basics (toothpaste, etc.) on the cheap. Maybe some kitsch? Well. Picked over isn't quite the right phrase. It was as if I was transported to the Warehouse of Shit No One Would Ever Buy at Rite Aid's Camp Hill, Pa., home office.
Like what, you ask?
I didn't buy anything. I asked the cashier why the store was closing, likely the 10,000th time that he had been asked this question this past weekend. "Business decision." Hmm.
Meanwhile, the Duane Reade down the block is already cherry-picking Rite Aid's old customers. (Never mind that there's a Rite Aid on Sixth Avenue and 13th Street...and Ninth Avenue and 22nd and Eighth Avenue and 24th and...)
Given the sale, I thought I'd check it out... get a few basics (toothpaste, etc.) on the cheap. Maybe some kitsch? Well. Picked over isn't quite the right phrase. It was as if I was transported to the Warehouse of Shit No One Would Ever Buy at Rite Aid's Camp Hill, Pa., home office.
Like what, you ask?
I didn't buy anything. I asked the cashier why the store was closing, likely the 10,000th time that he had been asked this question this past weekend. "Business decision." Hmm.
Meanwhile, the Duane Reade down the block is already cherry-picking Rite Aid's old customers. (Never mind that there's a Rite Aid on Sixth Avenue and 13th Street...and Ninth Avenue and 22nd and Eighth Avenue and 24th and...)
A message to brokers: Save your stories of letting you in
Spotted on 13th Street near University Place...
...the apartments above the New York Health & Racquet Club.
...the apartments above the New York Health & Racquet Club.
A new door at Zips
And now a mysterious new door has been added to the side of the former Zips Deli space at Avenue B and Fifth Street. Possibly a door to enter and exit the kitchen for an upscale diner-type place...?
Previous Zips coverage on EV Grieve.
Previous Zips coverage on EV Grieve.
Photographic evidence from the First-Ever Snuggie Pub Crawl
As mentioned on Friday, the First-Ever Snuggie Pub Crawl took place Saturday. It included stops in the East Village. I was unable to witness, but I sent the rather reluctant Intern of EV Grieve to tail the group. He did so for roughly 20 seconds. But he did manage one photo.
Meanwhile, lvv made a good point in the post of Friday:
Meanwhile, lvv made a good point in the post of Friday:
lvv said...
I think the most ridiculous part of this crawl may not be the Snuggies, but the sequence of bars.
Why, after SideBar, would one go to two places a few aves east and streets south, only to return to Belmont, which is literally across the street from SideBar? Aren't bar crawls supposed to be sort of directionally sense-making? Are they trying to make people barf?
These are rhetorical questions of course.
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