Third Street.
Previously.
SEE THAT GUY at the end of the bar, telling the same story about auditioning for The Ramones for the umpteenth tourist? Meticulously counting out the drinks until his Sky and Seven buyback, glued to his stool, pupils black with the drink? That’s my man!
Abdul reports that there just isn't the business necessary for them to stay open late. They will stay open until around midnight or so on normal nights and possibly a bit later on weekends or if it gets crowded. He stated that it has nothing to do with Le Souk's closing, that the business had been dying for a while.







Historically known as the "Renwick Triangle" This Anglo-Italianate row house is attributed to James Renwick, Jr., who is best known now as the architect of the Smithsonian Institute's "castle" on the Mall in Washington D.C. These row of houses were some of the last single-family homes built in this neighborhood, and "they have always been among the most sought-after properties in the East Village". This is a rare opportunity to own a private townhouse designed by the architect Renwick, (Grace Church, St Patrick Cathedral} and built circa 1859 /1860. It's a 6 story home with lots of original detail, charm and unlimited potential to design it to your own taste. It features 3 original marble fireplace mantels, original wood floors, doors, mouldings and shutters that exist throughout. Roof deck is allowable. Also features a garden apartment on lower 1 1/2 floors(duplex). Remainder of the house is 4 1/2 floors, easily re-united as full one family home.

Due to the coming blizzard tomorrow (February 10), we are postponing The Vanishing City: Losing The Fun until a later date. If you purchased advance tickets, we are refunding them in total. Please check our website and Facebook page for details regarding the re-scheduling of this event. The new date will most likely take place in mid April.

Thirteenth Step (a.k.a. Thirteenth Stepping):
There is no thirteenth step in the AA program. This term is used as a euphemism for inappropriate sexual advances by a member to a newcomer in AA (such as sponsors toward sponsees). Sponsors ought never be sexually involved with those whom they sponsor. This is why it is usually suggested that (heterosexual) newcomers choose sponsors of the same sex, thereby avoiding the temptation. Also, it is sometimes suggested that newcomers not enter into new relationships for at least a year after getting sober. The reason being that sexual relationships are prone to elicit emotional extremes, making relapse more likely. The term 'thirteenth stepping' is always used in a negative sense.


A yet-to-be-named group surfaced with a proposal to utilize the old Butterfly space, a stone's throw away from Sigmund, for a 3,000 square foot Italian restaurant, catering company and lounge "with an occasional D.J." This scenario sounds familiar - and the residents didn't hesitate to show their fresh battle scars from the throes of Le Souk, China 1 and Carnivale, all restaurants-gone-clubs that they say wrecked havoc on the peace and quiet in their 'hood. Needless to say, this was too much for CB3 and the community representatives to stomach, and after a lengthy dispute of pros and cons, the motion was denied.

Aces & Eights at 34 Avenue A, brings back the glory days of East Village art with a fun exhibition of evocative, post-pop photographs by Curt Hoppe in a lively, lounge setting. Who could be more perfect for the bar’s first foray into serious art than the legendary Hoppe, who as a young artist was one of the most talked about stars of the notorious “New York / New Wave” show at PS1 which helped launch the careers of Jean-Michel Basquiat, Robert Mapplethorpe and others, back in 1981.
For most of the last twenty years, Hoppe has keapt a relatively low profile steering clear of downtown shenanigans for a lucrative career making exquisite photo-realist paintings of scenes in the Hamptons. Hoppe has always used his own photographs for his paintings. Recently turning his camera on city scenes, he has accumulated a profusion of exciting new images, and began thinking about exhibiting the photographs themselves. When Aces and Eights called, it seemed the perfect opportunity to give the new work its first public test.
Aces & Eights’ decision to show art was an outgrowth of the spirited exchanges on EV Grieve’s neighborhood blog between then general manager Tom Michaelsen and East Village residents concerned about the bar’s Upper-East-Side, preppy reputation. “Our style is sometimes a little different,” says Michaelsen, “but there is much about East Village culture that we share and we’re proud to be part of the community and its history.”






Around 9:30 pm, one of the Plump Dumpling delivery guys was punched in the face and robbed right around 329 E. 11th St. [between Second Avenue and First Avenue] on his way back from a delivery. A bunch of people saw it happen and one guy tried going after the assailant but wasn't able to catch him...
What was even more disturbing was the aftermath. The cops showed up shortly after one male witness reported it and arrived at the restaurant -- basically demanding to speak to the victim. Unfortunately, I had just seen the victim outside getting back on his bike, yelling at another delivery guy; he seemed (obviously) like he was very upset and distraught about what had just happened. Nonetheless, he left to make another delivery as the cops walked into the restaurant.
Next -- the cops were extremely rude and abrasive, asking the manager where the delivery guy was and when the manager assured them that he was coming back to talk to them, albeit in very broken English ... [the cops] started getting irrationally angry. They started interrupting the manager, raising their voices, and eventually just told the manager straight out, "Don't ever report this type of thing again" and walked out.
It was appalling and so uncomfortable to witness. Unfortunately, the guy who actually called in the report and tried to run after the robber, came in seconds after the cops left to act as a witness. I guess it is a case of "too little, too late" and honestly, a sad display of pulling rank/prejudice.