AA's "Fat Flier" Got Whole Row
State Sen. Savino Gets Noticed For Impassioned Gay Marriage Speech
Teen Gets Two Years For Killing Kitten
Ashley Dupre On Tiger Woods' Babes: "At Least I Kept My Mouth Shut"
Same-Sex Marriage Blame Game Aims at Paterson, Addabbo
Manhattan User's Guide asked eight New York bloggers what their 10 favorites things are in the city, and the lists give nice notice to what makes the city their beloved home:
• The Morning News' Andrew Womack picks St. Helen Cafe in Williamsburg, "Recommended if you like: elk in your artwork. And I do."
• For food, Lockhart Steele digs fast-casual Chipotle, in spite of its owned-by-McDonald's stigma - and its website is "well-nigh psychedelic" - as well as bestowing favorite restaurant honors on Blue Hill.
• lightningfield photoblogger David Gallagher gives it up for the B-D-N-Q trains over the Manhattan Bridge: "It's your standard commute until the sun suddenly pours in and your subway train starts to fly and everyone pulls out their cell phones."
• Ari Paparo of Everything NY points to d.b.a.'s strengths, "How many other bars have WiFi and outdoor space?"
• Gothamist also contributed: Two things you need to know about Jen is that her favorite newsman is WNBC's Gabe Pressman and she'll deal with angry senior citizens trying to run over her with their shopping carts to get cheese from Steven Jenkins at Fairway.
Thanks, Charlie, for letting us contribute. We, probably like the others, feel like we barely scratched the surface, so if you ever want to do Favorite Things, 11-20....
add to stumble upon
add to reddit
tweet this
post to facebook
Wonderful call on Gabe Pressman, Jen.
I have to disagree with newyorkish's recommend of MUD. I've been to the cafe twice and both times the waitresses have been incredibly surly and rude (e.g., yelling at customers).
Maybe stick with the MUD truck. Or better yet, check out Ninth Street Coffee (9th and C), which has the best coffee I've had in the city and the nicest waitstaff.
Dude, it's spelled "Paparo." So much for the vaunted Gothamist fact-checking department.
"Vaunted" - don't you mean "imaginary?" But many apologies, Ari.
surprised to hear that, jen. i've always found the staff at MUD to be exceedingly nice and friendly. but ninth street coffee is a great spot, too.
No fact checking? And you call yourself bloggers!
I agree... great call on Gabe. He's been here forever. I watched him when I was six (I was a strange child).
Here's all you need to know about Gabe...I was looking at newsreel footage of the Transit Strike of ’66, there was Gabe. I was looking at footage of Norman Mailer’s arrest in ’62, there was Gabe. Capeman arrest in ’58? Yup. I caught a retrospective of the first WTC attack the other night… Yup. I don’t know how much longer he’s gonna work, but when he stops we will lose a treasure, a one-man history of NYC. (The guy ran – ran - 10 blocks with John Lindsay on the morning the trains went on strike to get a comment out of him. Now there’s a journalist.)
If I may, as a new blogger, a list of my own...
The West Village
Where I first landed when I hit Manhattan from the outer boros. Where I first shacked up. Where I discovered gay people don’t bite (unless you ask them). Where I lived one flight over the lesbian bar and always smiled when I went to the bathroom at 3 in the morning and in a sleepy haze heard Bonnie Raitt’s “I Can’t Make You Love Me” coming up through the tiles. Where we was priced out of when our daughter was born and where we intend to spend our retirement as annyoning old bohemes.
Yankee Stadium
Who cares that I can’t afford to go anymore? Get there early, watch the guys come in, catch a little BP, go the Monument Park, doze off in the upper deck on a summer weekday when you should be at work…
Gabe Pressman
See above
The Promenade
Take a smoke, a drink, and a copy of Advertisements for Myself out to the Brooklyn Heights Promenade, sit under Mailer’s window and look out over the city, and feel years of this town penetrate your pores.
PS 41
The Greenwich Village School… My daughter’s school, proof that there are amazing teachers and wonderful schools in the city if you bother to look for them and work for them.
Mario Batali
Yeah, okay, I thought I knew Italian food, I’d had Italian food at my grandma’s every Sunday of my life from birth to age 18. Then I went to Babbo and tried the venison ravioli… I didn’t know Italian food.
Jimmy Breslin
He’s not always right but he’s always ballsy. And, actually, he’s usually right.
Patrick at The Kettle of Fish/Lou at The Brazen Head
What’s more NY than knowing your bartender? Patrick always gets the perfect balance of Jack and soda in a Jack & Soda. And on the day of the blackout, Lou Sones took my wife and daughter and I in for freebies (Sprite for the kid) before his ice melted. After walking from Midtown to Atlantic Ave an cold beer never tasted so good. Six-year-old daughter’s sitting at the bar like she owns the place, Lou’s treating her like, in fact, she does. Swapping war stories with strangers. Toasting my dad, who walked from 100 Centre Street to the Bronx in the November cold of the blackout of ’65… going ten blocks and a bar the whole way home. This one’s for you, Pop… Thanks, Lou, for a great night.
McNulty’s and D’amicos
Porto Rico is for tourists. If you love coffee and tea and keepin’ it real, they’re worth the trip.
The Basement At My Grandma’s House
Hey, you need a clock radio? Let’s go to Grandma’s. A toaster? Some pots and pans? Let’s go to Grandma’s. Some plates? Hammer and nails? A small TV? Make the trip to the near end of the end of the five train. See, Grandma had the only basement for decades, so when people moved and/or died and their apartments needed cleaning out, we took it to Grandma’s. Plus she’s a genius at changing banks to get the better interest rates (when they had rates) and so always walked out with a new radio, toaster, 8-track player (“Oh, the boys will love this…”) whatever. It’s like Broadway Panhandler where everything’s free and you get a good meal to boot.
Honorable mention: Greenwich St in Tribeca, The Village Vanguard, Arthur Avenue, Citarella’s…