have we talked about this movie yet?

this family never left their apartment in the east village and they LOVE movies. nytimes.


 UPDATE

On the town with the boys of the Wolfpack http://t.co/eX5VHK9BKk pic.twitter.com/rbV9OFBy7R

— VANITY FAIR (@VanityFair) June 11, 2015

this could have been you

Occupied East Village building appears to have collapsed after an explosion http://t.co/MWFZtQiZgf (photo: @nypmetro) pic.twitter.com/nAgX8OdFZv

— Daily Intelligencer (@intelligencer) March 26, 2015

the puppy costume parade was in tompkins square park last weekend

check out a round-up

oh my god you guys

you know those vagrants that wander the stoops of the east village in packs and ask for cigarettes and look down their noses at you?

you all know exactly they type of person i am talking about.


well one of them had a seizure or a drug overdose or something and the police responded and they shot the guy's dog because it was snapping at passers by and basically protecting his owner's body. The dog, named Star is not dead, so don't worry.

there is a video of the whole incident here which i will NOT post to 2pz because this is not the kind of blog that would show that kind of thing.

good bye mama's food shop

When Kylie and I used to live in the East Village, one of my favorite places to grab dinner was Mama's Food Shop down the block from our apartment. They are closing their doors, and seem to be placing the blame on the rising rents and a "professional demographic" that has moved in and displaced their happy crowd of artsy lunch time and daytime customers. Also, according to Jeremiah Clancy, the owner, nymag is partly to blame because they started writing about newer restaurants in the east village that were “basically the same exact thing as Mama’s – fried chicken and a side – but it’s served to you by some hipster dude who has long hair and is 27 and has Steely Dan on the radio.” It sounds to me like Mr. Clancy has been chewing on some sour grapes.

Now, I loved Mama's when I lived in the neighborhood, and I agree that the East Village is a hollow shell of its former self, but I take issue with the blame game that seems to be part of this story. For one, Mama's itself was full of hipster dudes with long hair, and none of them invented the idea of fried chicken being served with a side. For another, they were almost always out of the side or meat that I was in the mood for. To top it off, the Williamsburg location that opened at the end of last year closed a few months ago without much fanfare. It sounds like there were more problems than just the neighborhood.

Keep your eyes on the road, Mama. I'm going to miss the meatloaf and mac n cheese. source source source source

you know what i want but im not going to beg for? a swatch

ssion, grimes, and iggy azealia modeling? swatch watches in the east village. awkwardly.

older neighborhood news

For the last year, the Bean has been on a month-to-month lease for its space on Third Street and First Avenue. The owners tried without success to extend it, said Ike Escava, one of the partners. Late last month, the store received a 30-day notice to leave.
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The city sheds its skin every day; Mom & Pop are always getting the boot. Manhattan now has 186 Starbucks, which is eight per square mile. There are more Starbuckses than subway stations. You might think that 186 stores on one small island is the functional equivalent of everywhere, but it turns out not to be, in Starbuckian terms, enough: outlet No. 187 is opening Friday in Times Square, and sometime early next year, No. 188 — or so — will be hanging its shingle on Third Street, right down the block from the world headquarters of the Hell’s Angels.

But sing no sad songs for the Bean.

By the time Starbucks has rebuilt the corner of Third Street and First Avenue to meet its quality standards for hospitable monotony, the Bean will be flying its flag about 100 yards south.

This time, Mom & Pop are fighting back. (via)

how was your 4th?

 mine was pretty, pretty, pretty good. DJV invited us all over to celebrate america on his glorious east village rooftop. it was tippity tops.

 joel made his world famous sneaky punch. don't trust it.

bunners enjoyed a delicious meal of sausage with american cheese and cool ranch doritas on a hamburger bun. claaaaaassic bun-bun. reminded me of this.

 HFS look at that sunset!

this was our fireworks view. bring them back to the east river plz!!

how was your holiday weekend? tell me everything.

5 years ago today...

...joel and i pulled up to 242 east 3rd street in a uhaul, and look at us now! to celebrate, why don't you share a favorite nyc moment with one or both of us, downstairs in the comments. happy 5-year NYC annibearsary, everyone us!

this is what im talking about

owning a car in new york is the pits. this one in the east village turned into an iceberg. via.



UPDATE: they broke it.

papa john's as tourist

the pizza chain shows they have no business being in the east village by calling it the wrong-ass name! ctm.