



happy birthday!
(p.s.- tilda darling, YOU’RE DOING IT RIGHT)
(p.p.s.- it was damn near impossible to select a picture for this post- because all of them make me sweat)
Oh cool, they again hung up the old lights! I thought there should be new ones this year? But hey, those are the coolest anyways so please just keep them :)
with any luck they will leave them until after NYE :)
that if you are feeling a little down on a wednesday night- the very best solution is to watch Evil Dead and eat some good Indian food.
it certainly works for me :)

My block is changing, and for the worse.
Since I have lived here, starting in 2007, I’ve watched my neighborhood change at an alarming rate. In 2008, the first thing to go was the Dollar Store, which became a T Mobile outlet, followed by the drug store which became a pigpen. This month, my favorite, yet unreliable, laundromat closed, along with another string of shops along Nostrand Ave. Today I watched as the last nail in the coffin went, Wing Lee.
Now, let’s not make any mistakes here, Wing Lee is probably the darkest, dimmest, nastiest looking Chinese restaurant I have ever seen, but it is also the best tasting and cheapest. Every time I went to Wing Lee it was packed, everyone on the block ate there; in many ways it was our neighborhood equivalent to Nathan’s. It breaks my heart to see culinary bastion of my block leave, for I will have to travel three to four blocks to receive similar chinese food of questionable quality.
I mean, sure, that laundromat had a record of losing the same pair of jeans, every time I drop them off. I suppose I shouldn’t mourn the loss of their unreliable services, but that’s not what is bothering me. What I am bothered by are the implications of change and gentrification. The dollar store, while pretty crummy, provided my neighborhood with countless and innumerable goods for the home. I used to go there once a week when I ran out of detergent, soap, or needed to find Polaroid 600 film. (yes, it was my “stashbox”) Unfortunately, the T-Mobile is unable to provide this neighborhood with the same diverse merchandise as the Mazon Dollar Store. I don’t want a RedBeri Outlet to occupy the former Laundromat and I certainly do not wish to have Wing Lee converted into a cute muffin and bagel cafe with bland “grilled sandwiches” for lunch.
Prior to the changes, I considered my neighborhood sustainable; today I consider it to be out of balance. With the hundredsof vacant storefronts on Rogers (which are still zoned for commercial), why pick apart Nostrand? The problem I really have is that the changes happening in my neighborhood are not driven by the residents; they are being driven by investors from Manhattan and Queens, or NYC transplants and their midwest money. Franklin has THREE coffee shops which opened in the past year. Three, one block apart from another. In 2008, the only place to get coffee on Franklin was a bodega with a grill.
Community blog Nostrand Park has a brief post about the uncommon indicators of gentrification. Truthfully, I don’t consider any of the indicators they listed to be uncommon, I consider them to be pretty standard. What kills me is how my block is being sold out to the highest bidder in an attempt to make it the next Prospect Heights. I like my neighbors, I like how loud my street is, and I like the fact that I can fix furniture, wrench on bikes, and listen to music at any hour of the day, without worrying about a noise complaint. The last thing I want are a couple of wannabe ‘Slopers living below me, complaining that my music is disturbing their precious snowflake’s slumber, while they watch Design on a Dime and wait for Fresh Direct.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I’ve watched many neighborhoods change in my life, for better or for worse, and I am afraid that the changes happening in my neighborhood are not in the best interests of the community.
when i first decided to move to crown heights 3 and a half years ago i forged ahead through the sea of nay-sayers and made it my home. justin joined me on that first foray as my roommate and a fellow champion of C-heights.
at first the changes didn’t bother me, new business mostly moved into the skeletons of long deserted store fronts and maintained a symbiotic sociolological connection to our neighborhood. lots of them failed within months, but it was an honest effort in keeping with what made me fall in love with these streets at first blush.
wing lee, i loved thee and i pray your death is not in vain.
PRE-HOLIDAY PIC: Dana Carvey as The Church Lady on SNL —
Thx zatanna
ok, letting go of my favorite holiday now and moving onto my least favorite… srsly nyc- you didn’t even wait for halloween’s non-body to get cold and you’re already raping my ears with christmas jingles.

We saw Andy from Weeds dressed as Beavis on the L Train!! He yelled “Hey, what are you doing?” at Erin in a Beavis voice when he saw her camera. Epic win!
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