This is the first Passover in 90 years without Streit’s Matzo in operation on Rivington Street. So what do you do if you get hungry after seeing the new documentary and art exhibit dedicated to the bygone Lower East Side matzo factory? Don’t get tsuris. The Museum at Eldridge Street is offering a taste of the old neighborhood via its Passover-week “Matzo Tours.”
It comes a little too late for the Tribeca Film Festival, but if you’re planning to head down to Battery Park City to peep those giant bunny rabbits, you might want to know that, today, celeb chef Jose Garces opens an outpost of his popular Philadelphia tapas bar, Amada, at Brookfield Place.
This past weekend, hitting the powder didn’t mean catching the Snow Bus to Whiteface Mountain. It’s finally spring, see, and what better way to celebrate the season than by throwing colored powder at a total stranger? That’s exactly what happened at the fifth annual Holi NYC, a tribute to Holi Phagwa, the Hindu festival of colors. The riotous celebration of spring, which had been held in East Flatbush in the past, was right in Bushwick this year, meaning locals didn’t have to ruin their Uber rating by leaving orange butt-prints on some poor bastard’s backseat. There were also some awesome powder-blasting canons this year, which turned the skies into one big rainbow bagel. Click through our shots to see all the local color.
A 24-year-old woman who was being followed was the victim of a rape attempt Saturday afternoon inside her apartment building, located at the corner of Stanton and Pitt Streets. [NY Post]
Electrical wires caused the Dekalb Avenue fire that decimated five buildings last month, according to the FDNY. [DNA Info]
What do you think of when you hear the name “Frida Kahlo?” Her lush, Tehuantepec-inspired dresses? Her flowered headdresses? Her unmistakeable unibrow? These days, one of the most iconoclastic and eccentric artists of her time is often reduced to a mass-produced fashion icon. With all the Halloween costumes and kitschy Frida-printed magnets, bags etc, she’s surely one of the most recognizable Mexican figures in the world–and the most commodified. (Though those El Chapo t-shirts could change that.)
The city is awash in purple as New Yorkers mourn the death of yet another music legend this year. Last night, cries of “Purple Rain” and “Little Red Corvette” reverberated around our neighborhoods as people danced into the wee hours.
Last Friday around dusk, a group of Russian speakers met near McGolrick Park in Greenpoint. The women were tarted up and the men dressed to the nines in cufflinks, suspenders and derbies. A bald magician, bundled up in a three-piece suit and a black bowtie, made a solemn announcement: “Tonight is not like any other night. Tonight, we will be answering one question: What does it mean to be free?” With that, the small procession followed him to a secret location, where “an immersive live performance” was set to take place.
Sometime before 1:45 p.m. yesterday, the New York Times reported that Prince had died, via a bare-bones, two-paragraph squib citing the Associated Press. By 4:30 p.m., music writer Jon Pareles had written the beginnings of an obituary confirming the death with Prince’s publicist and a Minnesota sheriff, and expanding on the legacy of the musician who was “admired well-night universally.”
Both 77 and 79 Rivington Street are being auctioned off in a lot where bids start at $11 million. [Bowery Boogie]
Bushwick residents in danger of displacement when the MTA commences with M train repairs will fight to keep their homes. [DNA Info]
“The Olsen Twins Hiding from the Paparazzi” has gone from being a wild idea crowded-funded by Matt Harkins and Viviana Olen (the comedic duo behind the Tonya Harding and Nancy Kerrigan 1994 Museum) to becoming a real brick-and-mortar affair on Grand Street, right in the heart of Williamsburg (where else?).
In 2013 Mayor Bill De Blasio was voted into office with pledges to reign in police violence and stop-and-frisk policing targeted at blacks and latinos. (Remember that emotional video about needing to have stop-and-frisk conversations with his son, Dante?) And since he took office, street-stops have continued on a downward trend–there were about 24,000 stops last year, a far cry from the peak of 685,000 in 2011 under Bloomberg.