Image courtesy of Baohaus
Tomorrow is 4/20 and although B+B of course does not condone the use of (for some reason still) illegal substances, we thought it only right to share some events one might be interested in if they were to indulge.
Ube Kitchen’s halo-halo. (Photos courtesy of Smorgasburg.)
Earlier this month we mentioned that Smorgasburg was set to return outdoors this very weekend, April 1 and 2, with Brooklyn Flea’s Saturday market leaving its longtime home in Fort Greene and taking up residence next to Saturday Smorg in Williamsburg’s East River Park. Team Smorg now tells us there’s another change afoot this season: Their vendors won’t be returning to the South Street Seaport this year, since they’ve been unceremoniously replaced by a permanent resident. Bummer for those who like to pick up a lobster roll on the way to the Rockaway ferry.
Hot chicken at #Blazingfeathers, via chef Hillary Sterling’s Instagram.
This week, we present a series of longer pieces unraveling the histories of storied buildings.
Japan Premium Beef at 57 Great Jones Street. (Photo: Hanna Wallis)
Below the sparkling glint of a crystal chandelier, slabs of meat rest behind glass as if displayed in a museum. Each label is handwritten in gold ink on a black card, leaving a sense of mortal weight; something lost, commemorated, aggrandized.
The little butcher shop at 57 Great Jones Street lacks any trace of blood or a stained smock. It gives no hint of the secrets lurking in the building’s history, like an art icon’s untimely death or the 1905 murder that catalyzed the decline of the Italian mob in the Bowery. The shop’s unexpected elegance hides the death intrinsic to each of its products. Steaks appear as objects of art, an impression their price tags reinforce.
This week, we present a series of longer pieces unraveling the histories of storied buildings.
(Photo: Bill Altham)
On the 16th of November in 1964, four women and four men appeared in their underwear at the Judson Memorial Church, happily cavorting with each other and rubbing their bodies with carefree smiles. They piled up together, humping and sensually touching each other in a mess of raw fish, chicken and sausages. It was an event devoid of modesty, an unapologetic, uncensored expression of sexuality.
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.
Three people were shot just before 2 a.m. yesterday when a pair of armed men began arguing outside of Don Pedro, a Williamsburg bar. None of the injuries are life-threatening and police arrested one of the shooters, a 36-year-old man who took a bullet to the knee. [NBC NY]
In Union Square, a 48-year-old man was arrested on a recent Saturday after allegedly threatening someone with brass knuckles and a hammer. [Town & Village]
Spicewala Bar Indian Cuisine will soon replace East Village Burritos & Bar on First Avenue. [EV Grieve] More →
(Photo: Scott Lynch)
Hundreds of dressed-up doggies descended upon Tompkins Square Park on Saturday for the 26th annual Halloween Dog Parade, and it was an adorable sight to behold.
Guerrilla Girl Aphra Behn faces off with a cop (Photo courtesy of Donna Kaz)
“You know, after a while, wearing that rubber gorilla mask is really hard,” said Donna Kaz. She was describing one of the stranger realities of her double life. For the last 20 years, Kaz has worked as an artist/playwright deftly navigating the New York City theater world– this was the serious, successful woman I met at a coffee shop in Midtown last week. But for the rest of it, she’s donned a gorilla mask, deterred neither by sweat nor fear of suffocation. (Hell, even furries, the most diehard animal-suit lovers, agree that wearing such restrictive headgear can be punishing.)
The disguise has helped hide her identity, but it’s also served as a way for Kaz and an influential group of women artists known as the Guerrilla Girls, a “secret society” of activists, to assume new ones.
@Vinniesbrooklyn on Twitter.
By now you’ve heard the sad news that the great Gene Wilder has gone to the big chocolate factory in the sky. One of the many Twitter tributes comes from Vinnie’s Pizzeria, creators of instant classics such as the pizza inside of a delivery box made of pizza. Years before giving the world the Cheeseception slice, the pizza parlor paid tribute to Wilder with this signboard advertising a Chili Wonka pie (featuring sweet chili chicken) and a black-bean Bean Wilder pie.