After nearly two years of renovations, the space formerly occupied by Yaffa Cafe has opened its doors as Taberna 97. The team behind the new restaurant, which serves Portuguese fare in a casual tavern setting, also owns St. Dymphna’s on the same block of St Marks Place.
By now you’ve heard that workers at Roberta’s received death threats after the restaurant got caught up in the batshittery of Pizzagate. The NYPD told DNAinfo that it had increased patrols around the pizzeria in order to prevent an incident like the shooting at Comet Ping Pong, in which a North Carolina man went looking for child sex slaves at the D.C. pizzeria and ended up firing off his AR-15. Given Roberta’s’ hilarious propensity for heavy-metal-type imagery that cheekily incorporates devil worship, the Illuminati, and other occult symbolism, it was only a matter of time before it got sucked into the false allegations about a Clinton-connected pedophile ring that engaged in Satanic ritual abuse. But what exactly is the case against Roberta’s? Here’s a look at some of what’s been thrown out there in the white-walled, rubber-lined corners of the internet.
You don’t have to reach all the way back to the days of David Mancuso for some epic downtown loft parties. Seven years ago, over the course of 50 successive Fridays, artist and designer Ryan McGinness held a series of legendary fetes in his Chinatown studio. Each had a separate theme, starting in July of 2009 with White Trash BBQ (kegs, sparklers, wet t-shirts) and ending in June of 2010 with a Talent Show (magic, dancing, and unicorns).
It cost a hefty $180,000 to restore the Astor Place cube, but you can have one of your own for just $30,000. Yes, it’s an original. But before you get too excited: it’s tiny. Up for grabs on eBay right now is a miniature version of Tony Rosenthal’s Alamo, created by the sculptor himself in 2007. It stands just 21” inches tall— but, hey, you can spin it. For that kind of money, one would hope so.
A while ago, while strolling around Bogota, I stumbled on a double decker bus that doubled as a café, and I thought to myself, “They don’t have anything like this in New York.” Happily, I now stand corrected: The Lot Radio has parked a vintage bus inside of its tiny triangular lot near the Williamsburg-Greenpoint border, and soon you’ll be able to sip a beer inside of it while listening to one of the city’s best internet radio stations.
Squish Marshmallow isn’t the first Hester Street Fair sweets vendor to open on St. Marks Place, between 1st and A (that would be Macaron Parlour, across the street). But it’s definitely the only one serving a marshmallow donut. Katherine Sprung, a voiceover artist turned marshmallow maven, recently soft-opened a brick-and-mortar shop that specializes in s’mores and marshmallows on a stick.
It’s now been pretty much exactly two years since Death By Audio held its last show and left its digs at Kent and South 2nd Street in Williamsburg. Vice Media has made itself right at home in the DIY venue’s old building, complete with its own beer on tap. That’s just the way the vegan, gluten-free Whole Foods cookie crumbles. But Matthew Conboy, co-founder of Death By Audio and director of Goodnight Brooklyn, hasn’t forgotten it all. In fact, he’ll be at Alamo Drafthouse tonight when his film opens there for a week-long run. If you missed the sweat-drenched documentation of the venue’s final days when it screened at SXSW and then at Rooftop Films Summer Series, this is your chance to pop in some earplugs and check it out.
Is an anti-Trump cafe headed for the East Village? It’s COMING SOON, if we’re to believe the signage that has mysteriously appeared at 64 Second Avenue, between East 3rd and 4th Streets. Or maybe it’s just a fakeout along the lines of “NYC’s First Bar for Pregnant Women.”
October 15 marked the 10th anniversary of the closing of CBGBs. If browsing old photos didn’t cure your nostalgia for a venue that’s probably up there with the old Penn Station as one of New York’s most romanticized, Sotheby’s is auctioning off one of the dive’s original awnings for an expected $25,000 to $35,000.
Remember when Max Fish bizarrely popped up at Art Basel? Now a version of its Lower East Side neighbor, Katz’s, has done the same thing. No, this isn’t one of the delicatessen’s artistic dalliances. It’s actually a bootleg Katz’s—a “reappropriation,” if you will— where portraits of art-world big-ups hang on the Wall of Fame.