I love to re-post posts from days gone by. It brings back memories, reminds me of what life used to be like when our kids were younger. Here’s an excerpt from a post about Third Street on the Fourth of July in 2006.
The Third Street Cafe is in full summer swing. This year it’s hop hop hopping. Maybe it’s the colorful umbrella someone found. Or the brand new Weber we split with the Kravitzes.
Most nights now, we can be found downstairs sitting at the green plastic table in the green plastic chairs drinking wine, chatting up the neighbors, dodging frisbees, disciplining our children as they vroom down the street on bikes, skates, scooters. We even discipline the children from neighboring buildings who seem to love our yard and wreak havoc.
Takes a street to raise a child, I guess. Third Street.
Ravi, the 13-year-old boy who lives downstairs, plays sitar sitting on a beautiful Indian cloth on the stoop. He even burns incense. He and his mother went to Queens and bought him a beautiful brown and gold silk robe and Indian pants.
He looks like an Indian prince. Sitar is fast becoming the soundtrack of this summer.
Other friends make our Third Street Cafe a fun place to be. Fofolle and her boyfriend Jack Twist, so named for his spot-on imitation of the Jake Gyllenhaal character in Brokeback Mountain, joined us at the cafe.
“I can’t quit you, Ennis.” Is fast becoming the quote of the summer.
Read more here: http://onlytheblogknowsbrooklyn.com/2006/07/page/5/