This week!
Can't you just smell the sausage?

The sequel to Avenue C's The Sunburnt Cow brings the same Australians-in-exile party to the Upper West Side's post-college nightlife nexus. It's bigger, better, and has (somehow) precisely cloned its downtown clientele — this is not a place for the stroller patrol.
That fact is evident in the $18 all-you-can-drink brunch, which should create fun sidewalk traffic for moms on their way to Zabar's, as well as a series of noise complaints from their upstairs neighbors.
The menu's also a clone of the East Village institution, with Aussie-inspired cuisine — loaded up burgers, raw bar offerings, and the terrifying Pesto Shark (it's exactly what it sounds like).
It's a bar built for big blowouts. Go now and get your drink on, before the community board shuts them down.

This dramatic corner 2-bedroom at 110 Third Avenue features a private rooftop cabana and has wonderful south and west exposures that bring in fantastic sunlight throughout the day. Built to the highest specifications by The Toll Brothers, this home features floor to ceiling windows, central air conditioning, a Bosch washer/dryer and white oak flooring. In the master bedroom there is a large walk in closet and a luxurious master bathroom with double sinks, soaking tub, and separate stall shower. The kitchen is open to the living room and features Volcanic stone countertops, a Thermador oven, Subzero refrigerator, and Bosch dishwasher. What sets this home apart from any other place you will see is the large private terrace on the roof. From this secluded perch, complete with water and electric, you can enjoy amazing views of the NY skyline that is perfect for gardening, entertaining and sunbathing.
The store will feature "the world's largest collection of united socks collected from laundromats spanning the globe."
Heh. This ought to keep those snoopy bloggers scratching their heads over what's really coming here!
Previously on EV Grieve:
Another First Street shop shutters
Following yesterday's Fuck the Mars Bar post... here's someone who just loved his experience at the bar... Marty Wombacher paid a visit on Easter Sunday for a post on his A Guy Walks into 365 Bars blog... He posted all sorts of pictures there (including these two on this page)... and even ordered Easter dinner for everyone from Two Boots....
His final assessment:"As the Bed Bath And Beyonds and Barnes and Noble “superstores” continue to ruin New York City, thank God for institutions like the Mars Bar. This concrete rectangle of graffiti and art-filled madness is a testament to old school New York artists, free thinking folks and people looking to drink and have a good time. The only Blackberry you’ll find in here is brandy and the only thing close to and iPad is an artist pad that’s passed around the bar where the locals add their original sketches."Thanks to the AK for the tip.

If you’ve never been there, Mars Bar is pretty much the last of the old East Village/Lower East Side punk bars. It smells like shit, the walls are completely covered in graffiti, the jukebox only plays punk, the shots are poured huge, and the patrons are old, surly or both. These are all good things that help make a respectable dive bar. But when you ask the bartender for some soap (because some big punk fucker licked your friend’s face, uninvited, and she wants wash off the gross saliva) and the barkeep answers, “This is the Mars Bar man. There’s no soap in the Mars Bar,” that’s when you know the place has become a parody of itself.
Really dude? Are you fucking kidding me? There’s no soap because this is the Mars Bar?

Sales of T-Shirts at Ray’s store have been brisk, and the online shop has seen orders from such exotic places as “France,” “Germany,” and “California.”
The most popular items thus far have been the Organic Women’s Fitted T-Shirt, Women’s Cap Sleeve T-Shirt, and the Original Fitted T-Shirt.
No one’s bought a Thong yet (prudes!), though we did sell the first Dog T-Shirt to owner Kathy and her four-legged friend, Pee-Wee.
GVSHP and the East Village Community Coalition had long called upon the city to take action against the billboard which violated zoning regulations and, which some argued, violated an agreement to maintain the community mural for 10 years. Following complaints about the billboard from GVSHP and many others, and a great deal of attention from blog EV Grieve, the City inspected the site, issued several violations, and scheduled hearings on the violations. The sign was finally removed in late March.
I live on 6th between Ave A and B, north side of the street, middle of the block. Our bedroom in the the back of the building. The past few nights I've noticed a low mechanical hum that rises and falls like a wave. It starts at about 11 pm and continues through the night (or at least the next few hours I was awake).
It is almost definitely coming from outside/backyard. Or possibly the basement? I've only been in the apt. for three months and have only noticed it in the last three days, if that gives any clues. My girlfriend hears it too so that rules out delusions...
Ever notice this or hear other complaints?


