Steven Thrasher The lawn is green and full, just in time to have a big ass tent plopped down to make the grass RIP.
One of the Great Mysteries of Brooklyn which has long perplexed us is what happens every year to the Cherry Esplanade at the Brooklyn.
The Cherry Esplanade is a treasure, especially in April. The grove comprises one of the most beautiful collection of blossoming cherry trees in the state, if not along the East Coast. (Indeed, the Brooklyn Botanic Garden is the ideal spot, we can personally attest, to practice walking outdoors if you ever find yourself needing to practice walking in public arenas without too much congestion for some reason.)
But it has always baffled us just why this Nirvana like grove with the beautiful lawn and the gorgeous rows of meticulously cared for trees is sullied annually. During the garden's annual Sakura Matsuri cherry blossom festival, this lawn is blemished with a big ass tent, which not only tramples the grass for damn near a year (it was fenced off until last week), but kind of ruins the idyllic setting. Really -- if so much thought is put into making this spot so beautiful (and it really is stunning), why is it blemished at the height of its season?More »
You see, the Prospect Park Road Sharing Taskforce has been seriously considering changes after several recent accidents left two with severe brain injuries.
The coalition announced yesterday that it wants to double the space allocated to cyclists and pedestrians -- so there would be one lane for each group and one lane for vehicles. The move would get rid of one car lane.
Transportation advocates seem to think the changes, which could take place as early as this spring, are a step in the right direction, but would still prefer an outright ban on cars.More »
Police say that he began his crime spree on Sept. 25, around 12:15 a.m., when he stormed into a Greenpoint Dunkin Donuts at 356 McGuiness Boulevard, shot a gun, and fled with cash.
The suspected perp then hit a Williamsburg Capital One Bank, located at 185 Broadway, on Oct. 18.More »
Happy holidays! This is when we cut down trees, decorate them with a billion lights and stars and shiny things, and watch them die. It's also when we walk down sidewalks and inhale deeply and pretend, if only for a minute, that we live in the forest -- and when we chug all of the cheap beers we can and stick them into a fence outside of McCarren Park in the general shape of a fir tree, along with some red and green shoes and a star made of Metrocards and a bunch of plastic bags, and call it Christmas. To each his own.
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What with the recent art gallery "poop mystery" and now the latest problem in McCarren Park, things seem to have taken something of a scatalogical turn in these late-summer days in New York City. The Brooklyn Paper reports that nannies and parents taking their kids to McCarren Park to play are tired of drunks using the playground "as their own personal toilet." Seems a fair thing to be tired of, especially given the existence of restrooms -- however imperfect they may be -- in the park.
In honor of surviving the earthquake on Tuesday (congrats, all of us!), Joe Khay at Citizen Ink on Avenue U in Brooklyn created a "Survived the Quake" tattoo, kind of as a joke. Surprisingly, someone actually got it. The tattoo recipient, Jonathan Berg, 21, has 14 other tattoos, so perhaps it was time to venture beyond the usual options. How many Calvin and Hobbes depictions can a man have before starting to take himself slightly less seriously, anyway? According to the guys at Citizen Ink, Berg is the only one who's gotten the quake tattoo, as of this moment, but they have a few more customers lined up to come in and get it. Do not judge: We all heal in our own ways, including by inscribing things into our pale, fleshy waist-skin!
Via Brownstoner, there's a chicken lost in Brooklyn that's been located by some kind soul who is trying to help it find its way back home. (Home, we hope, is a place amenable to chickens, as this story would go very differently if it were an escaped, gonna-be-food kind of chicken.) Their tipster, who is fostering the chicken, writes, "I found a chicken last night around Downtown Brooklyn and am trying to find its owner. This is not a joke. Since she likely would have been run over and killed and looked like someone's pet, I brought it home and am now trying to locate its owner. BTW, I already have a rabbit and for the record, the rabbit is not afraid of the chicken but the chicken is terrified of the rabbit."
This is what happens when you google "hipster chicken."
Remember when the boroughs were sending each other love and/or hate notes? Hate is a certain kind of love, no? Anyway, now the neighborhoods have gotten involved. Specifically, Williamsburg, which has its own share of PR issues but is lashing out at Park Slope and telling it where it truly belongs, as evidenced by this photo snapped by New York Shitty's Miss Heather at North 3rd Street. It's unclear whether this missive is meant toward the entire neighborhood of Park Slope or Park Slopers invading Williamsburg, but it's sort of like the hipster calling the kettle a kettle. We imagine these unlikely bedfellows are united, at the very least, in their dislike of Manhattan. [NewYorkShitty]
On Same-Sex Sunday, we ran into Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz and his now infamous wife, Jamie "First Lady of Brooklyn" Snow. He was congratulating couples, taking pictures with them with his wife, and cracking jokes about how joyous it had been to marry Jamie in the same location. (He didn't yet know that in about 24 hours, he was going to find out the decision to spend a little too much time with her was going to someday cost him $20,000.) Our favorite gem from the Post's story on Markowtiz's fine was this: "What they're saying is they don't recognize my role (in promoting the city and Brooklyn) beyond the borders of Brooklyn. They don't believe my wife has any role and they're wrong. You go to Europe, other countries, being borough president [of] Brooklyn is a big thing there."
Marty and Jamie with two grooms the day before the big fine was announced
After reading this and picking ourselves off the floor from laughing, we remembered an experience we had abroad almost running into the Brooklyn Beep.
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