The City Reliquary
Last weekend I visited the City Reliquary, a non-profit community organization and “museum” (more like a couple of rooms in an old building) in Williamsburg, Brooklyn:
The Reliquary showcases artifacts of New York City, from old seltzer bottles to the original Metrocard, to newspaper articles about burlesque shows (more…)
A Day in NYC
Ice cream truck for sale on the Bowery:
Store selling clothes, scarves and knick-knacks from India, also on the Bowery:
Just another day of sights and sounds in the city….
Drum Circles
This is my second post in the 2010 WordCount Blogathon, or #Blog2010 on Twitter – a challenge to blog every day for a month. If you found me through the Blogathon and this is your first time at Tastee Pudding: welcome!
I live across the street from Tompkins Square Park in New York City’s East Village. My daily soundtrack includes the rumble of buses on Avenue B, a hound dog bellowing from the famous Tompkins Square dog run, and, if it’s the weekend, a nonstop flow of drumming – a rolling sound punctuated with hollow pops. (I can hear the drumming right now, as I type this.)
Sometimes I see the drummers when I’m walking my dog. Today was one of those days, and I decided to capture the moment on video (more…)
NY Weekend in Pictures
It was a dreamy weekend in New York. My friend Kate was visiting from DC, and together with Jordan, we traipsed around the city, adventuring – from the Otto Dix exhibit at the Neue Galerie (haunting sketches from the trenches of WWI, and distorted portraiture evoking the excesses of the Weimar Republic); to a Sake bar the size of a studio apartment, with Sam, who knows where to get the best everything in each of the five boroughs; to aimless wandering around the Village and Soho, where we admired the quirky wares of the Pearl River Mart, bought rings made out of flowers, and found the most delicious pizza I’ve eaten in New York so far. Along the way, we saw men in bowler hats, punk rock rubber duckies, and so many cherry blossoms. Here, a snapshot in pictures:
The Mythology of Place
Since moving to New York, I’ve been struck by how much energy the people of this city invest in maintaining the image and allure of NYC. It seems like every other issue of New York magazine and Time Out New York feature the best this-or-that of NY, reasons to love NY, etc etc. In December, the city hung charming strings of lights over East Village side streets — this felt like choreography, a way of accentuating how charming NY can be in winter…a way of telling the story of the city back to itself.
He loves NY.
The old mythology of New York as a place to reinvent yourself, a place where anything is possible, is alive and well. (more…)
