Category Archives: Postcard from the Slope

PIONEER IN WOMEN’S BASEBALL DIED THIS WEEK

Novelist Oona Short and I were developing a children’s book a few years ago about women in baseball. Or was it a television series? Whatever. It was a great idea and I’m sorry it never came to anything. Oona also writes about baseball and is included in a great anthology called, Diamonds Are a Girl’s Best Friend: Women Writers on Baseball edited by Elinor Nauen. Oona’s short story, “The Truth About Paradise” can be read online at Slow Trains.

All of this came to mind when I saw the NY1 headline that pioneer in women’s baseball from Brooklyn has died. This from NY1.

Betty Trezza, 81, was a shortstop in the All-American Girls Professional Baseball League, which inspired the movie “A League of Their Own.”

She was recruited at the age of 17 and played seven seasons for the Racine Bells.

Her career highlight came when she singled home the winning run in the sixth game of the 1946 championship series.

Trezza died Tuesday of a heart attack at her Brooklyn home.

FEB 3: CHOCOLATE CHIP MUSIC

Speaking of Helen Richman, whose name was mispelled in my Smartmom piece published in today’s Brooklyn Paper, check this out. Her Chocolate Chip Music series resumes on February 3rd. She’s been getting big crowds so get there early. The word is out and the word-of-mouth is teriffic. Chocolate Chip cookies at all events.

Saturday February 3; 10 and 11:30 a.m.

Baker Bobbie’s Surprise
Magic, Mystery, and Make Believe at the Opera!

Baker Bobbie reveals her singing talents and a world of opera awaits as young actors rummage in a magical trunk they find. Each prop they pull out of the trunk brings to life a different character from operas including The Magic Flute, Hansel and Gretel, Carmen and Romeo and Juliet. This concert features world-class singers as well as charming student performers in an exciting introduction to the drama, strength, and beauty conveyed through the human voice.

We look forward to seeing you there!

GOOD NEWS ON THIRD STREET

Suzanne, a good friend and Third Street neighbor, was diagnosed with Hairy Cell Leukemia in 2006. She has blogged about it twice on Glamour Magazine’s "Life with Cancer" blog, written by Erin Zammett Ruddy. Here’s Suzanne’s latest post  with lots of good news. I post this with gobs of love and support for Suzanne, who is without a doubt the most inspiring and stylish woman on Third Street

I’m checking back in to fill you all in on the status of my cancer
(Harriett’s back!). Well, it’s a new year…and it’s remission for me!
What a rollercoaster last year was—the diagnosis (I, like Lance
Armstrong, was diagnosed on 10/2!), the waiting, the chemo, the
anticipation, the exhaustion, the sickness, the ups and downs, the
tears. Then, my favorite moment in 2006 when my brilliant doctor, Mark
Heaney, gleefully reported that my weekly visits were over and I could
start coming every three months just for check ups. I was officially in
remission, which meant that the hairy cells would be at bay for a good
eight to 10 years.

Cancer. Did I ever think I would get it? No. Did I ever think I
could beat it? No. But in the spirit of living each day to the fullest
(after reading Erin’s latest blog about living each day, I am giggling
to admit I made that as a resolution!), I’m confident that with every
challenge I face, I will be stronger because of this experience. I’m
grateful mostly for the loving support of my family and friends and for
all I have learned both about the disease and about people. I have met
incredible new friends and I appreciate their influence on my life. A
belated but very grateful happy new year to all of you!

WATERFRONT IN TRANSITION: MUNICIPAL ARTS SOCIETY

 The Brooklyn Record brings news of an interesting exhibit at the Municipal Art Society and tonight is the opening.  From 6 to 8 p.m. they hold an opening for their new exhibit,
"Waterfront in Transition: Developing
Brooklyn’s Green Crescent."

The exhibit includes maps and text prepared by the Municipal Art Society and photos Giles Ashford.

MAS is hosting a panel discussion on
"Shaping Greenpoint and Williamsburg’s Public Waterfront" that evening
from 6:30 to 8:00 p.m. Urban design experts and city officials will get
together to examine plans for a new waterfront.

Both events take place at the Urban Center; 457 Madison Avenue at
East 51st Street. (Subway: 6 to 51st Street; E, V to Fifth/53rd; B, D,
F to Rockefeller Center.) Both the reception and discussion are free
and open to the public, but for the panel discussion on February 7,
seating is limited and reservations are encouraged. RSVP to
rsvp@mas.org or 212-935-2075. The exhibit will be on view through
Wednesday, March 14.

WHERE DO YOU FIND BOTH DOUGLAS RUSHKOFF AND RABBI ANDY BACHMAN?

You’ll find both of them in an article in this week’s New York Magazine, called, “Join A Brownstone Shtetl,’ part of their Inner Peace special issue.

The story is about Rabbi Andy Bachman my blog fave and the newish rabbi at Congregation Beth Elohim. Author Douglas Rushkoff and family are new members of the congregation and Doug is the author of ten books including, “Nothing Sacred,” about institutional Judaism and its discontents. Rushkoff says this of Rabbi Andy’s approach: “It’s this 21st centruy Judaism in this nineteeth-centruly facility.” I know what he means.

Rabbi Andy, who was one of the Park Slope 100, had this to say about his new job: “The concept of the ‘neighborhood rabbi’ is at the core of my work. If I forget to make a call to a sick person, if I was too brusque with someone, if I missed an appointment, I hear about it immediatel because we all live in the same neighborhood.”

I say this as a non-temple member: you gotta love the guy. And read his blog.

ARTIC FRONT ON ITS WAY

Cold termperatures are finally heading our way. This artic front is blamed for the unseasonably low temperatures in California. Temperatures on my mother-in-law’s farm in Northern California, reached 11 degrees the other night. She stayed up all night saving plants and trees and running water in the pipes to prevent them from breaking. Every hour or so, she had to hose hot water on her beloved, and old orange trees.

This from the New York Daily News:

An arctic front blamed for the bone-chilling temperatures from California to the Midwest is zeroing in on the city.

Weather experts are warning New Yorkers to bundle up as our so-far mild winter takes its most radical dip of the year.

“Basically, we’re going to see much colder temperatures than we’ve seen all winter, temperatures below normal,” said meteorologist Joe Pollina of the National Weather Service.

Pollina said yesterday’s high of 46 will seem like a beach day as the mercury plunges 10 to 20 degrees this week.

Wednesday is forecast to be the coldest with a high of 32 and a wind chill that will make it feel in the mid-20s.

The weather system produced ice storms that toppled trees, .ruined crops and wreaked havoc on the roads over the weekend throughout Texas and the Midwest. The storm has been blamed for the deaths of 21 people.

In California, temperatures in the mid-20s heavily damaged citrus groves and caused Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger to declare a state of emergency.

HELP THE PARK SLOPE CHILDCARE COLLECTIVE

The Park Slope Childcare Collective needs temporary space for their kids. They had to leave their longtime location after a fire blazed through their Seventh Avenue church space.

Local groups, PS 321, Old First Church and Power-Play, came forward with offers of space. Unfortunately, Power-Play was closed down by the FDNY last week for some violations. I assume this will be resolved soon. But in the meantime, THE COLLECTIVE NEEDS SPACE.

ADARRO MINTON: AUTHOR OF GAY, FAT, CRIPPLED, BLACK AT BRW

BROOKLYN READING WORKS AT THE OLD STONE HOUSE: Adarro Minton will read from his new book, Gay, Black, Crippled, Fat.

Thursday, October 18, at 8 p.m. The Old Stone House is located in JJ Byrne Park on Fifth Avenue between 3rd and 4th Streets. 718-288-4290.

About the Author by Adarro Minton:

I have been expelled from St Peter Claver, St Catherine of Siena, and The Union Springs Academy, a Seventh Day Adventist boarding school, after refusing to submit to a weekly shower game that five lusty upper-classmen came up with.
I survived the disco era in New York City, in imagined opulent splendor at Studio 54, Better Days, The Nickel Bar, 220 Club, The Saint, The Mineshaft, and The Paradise Garage.
I survived mescaline, blotter acid, cocaine, freebase cocaine, crack, danger sex in subway bathrooms, hunger, homelessness, and three serious suicide attempts.

In 1999, I lost the use of my arms and legs to a mysterious, and still undiagnosed form of myositis.

Thanks to 12 steps, and the love of K.D. Haynes, I got up (so to speak) off of my clinically depressed ass, and in the year 2000, I began to forage through a lifetime of stories circling my soul. This collection represents the first set of them.

PARK SLOPE: 1992

My friend sent me this story about Park Slope that appeared in the New York Times back in 1992.

By BRET SENFT
Published: November 1, 1992
PARK SLOPE is families everywhere and brownstones, street after street of them. Far enough from Manhattan for a neighborhood feel, it maintains, in its multiracial population and cultural institutions, what many residents call an urban sophistication.

“A very small-town community with a cosmopolitan attitude,” said George Etchison, a 20-year resident and owner of the Brownstone Gallery on Seventh Avenue, the Slope’s main street. The gallery’s current exhibition, “Made in Brooklyn,” features local artists and memorabilia from the borough’s heyday.

The “small town” was still a sparsely populated rural area in 1857, when the railroad financier Edwin C. Litchfield built an Italianate villa overlooking his vast property sloping down to the Gowanus Canal.

By 1874, the 526-acre Prospect Park was completed, designed by Frederick Law Olmsted and Calvert Vaux to encompass the villa, which now houses park offices. The designers, regretting the traverses of Central Park, their earlier commission, created a separate entity, Institute Park, for the main branch of the Brooklyn Public Library, the Brooklyn Museum and a 50-acre Botanic Garden, north of Flatbush Avenue.

Grand Army Plaza, the main entrance to the park, was patterned after the traffic circle around Paris’s Arc de Triomphe; Victory in her chariot pulled by four horses rides atop the massive Soldiers’ and Sailors’ Memorial arch.

In the 1880’s, mansions and brownstones for the English and German upper class, with stained-glass windows, carved oak paneling and high-relief plasterwork, were built along the park and adjacent blocks. Along Eighth Avenue off the Plaza are Romanesque Revival mansions built in 1888 by Thomas Adams Jr., creator of Chiclets chewing gum, and in 1891 by George P. Tangeman, the baking powder magnate. The Venetian Gothic palazzo built in 1891 for the private Montauk Club has a terra-cotta exterior and friezes depicting its eponymous tribe. The Park Slope Civic Council holds an annual neighborhood house tour in May.

As the area developed, distance from the park was measured economically, with more modest brownstones built in the central and south Slope for Irish and Italian immigrants working as servants for the gentry, on the waterfront or in factories.

In the 1950’s, with middle-class flight to the suburbs and social deterioration, one-family brownstones were converted to rooming houses. In the 60’s, so-called Brownstone Pioneers — young professionals, along with artists and teachers — reclaimed the rowhouses, buying cheap and embarking on long-term renovations.

“We called it ‘the schoolteacher’s coup’ — buying an Upper East Side-quality brownstone on schoolteachers’ pay,” said Everett H. Ortner, writer, historian and co-founder in 1968 of the Brownstone Revival Committee. (His wife, Evelyn, a longtime community activist, led the seven-year effort that culminated in 1973 in the designation of a historic district bordering the park and Plaza.)

In those “coup” days, a brownstone cost less than $25,000. Today, they cost $360,000 to $500,000, says Roberta L. Faulstick of William B. May Company, although “many handyman specials in the South Slope” average $250,000.

Most prevalent, however, is “the resegmentation of the housing stock into luxury co-ops,” said Clem Labine, a 25-year resident and publisher of Traditional Building, a magazine for professional restorers. Two-bedroom co-ops in brownstones run $125,000 to $250,000, said Ms. Faulstick.

Rentals range from $700 for a studio to $1,600 for a three-bedroom duplex, higher if there is a garden, terrace or roof deck.

ON a recent Sunday at the park boathouse, David Kaplan and his family enjoyed the Touch of Autumn fair organized by park rangers. Mr. Kaplan, a vice-president with Citibank, held his son Isaac, 2 years old, while Bonnie Quint Kaplan and their daughter Nadine, 5, toured the nature exhibits that were in the boathouse that weekend.

“This is a very relaxed place to live compared to Manhattan,” said Ms. Kaplan, unwrapping a sandwich for Nadine. The family lives in a seven-room co-op in a tall luxury building at 35 Prospect Park West, offering, Ms. Kaplan said, “a Fifth Avenue feeling, since we’re right across from the park, in a building we couldn’t possibly afford if it were in Manhattan.”

Among the amenities are the park, with its carrousel, which was renovated by the Prospect Park Alliance, and the zoo, which is to reopen next year after a $36 million renovation; a half-dozen day-care centers; the Pinch Sitters Agency, for last-minute babysitters; a farmers’ market in Grand Army Plaza each Saturday; the 3,850-member Park Slope Food Co-op in two converted carriage houses on Union Street; the Brooklyn Conservatory of Music, offering concerts and recitals, and, in warm weather, frequent brownstone stoop sales, the counterpart to suburban garage sales.

Inside the park bordering the neighborhood is the 11th Street playground, the nearby Bandshell and, across West Drive, seven ball fields for a thriving Little League population.

For the hungry, there’s a wide choice on Seventh Avenue, including New Prospect at Home (at St. John’s Place; take-out entrees, salads and pastries), the New Purity Restaurant (Union Street; since 1929); Inaka Sushi House (at Fourth Street) and the kid-friendly Two Boots Pizza (off Seventh at Second Street).

At Seventh Street, John J. Cortese runs the grocery his grandfather founded 77 years ago. His stock-in-trade, besides dry goods, fruits and vegetables, is children. As commissioner of the Park Slope Baseball League, he oversees 34 sandlot teams and coordinates umpires for 140 Little League teams in the spring.

“On Saturdays and Sundays, it’s a beautiful thing to see: wall-to-wall kids in Prospect Park,” he said.

A downside is the progressive neighborhood’s inability to reach consensus on social problems. Illegal street vendors clog the Seventh Avenue sidewalks on weekends and the homeless beg for change at several automatic teller machines. Does this bespeak urban blight or personal initiative? Neighborhood reaction is split 50-50, according to Craig R. Hammerman, assistant district manager for Community Board 6.

“THIS is a place where a marketplace of ideas are freely bantered about,” he said. “Thus, not merely the debate but the appearance of inaction can be frustrating.”

There are six elementary schools, with P.S. 321 on Seventh Avenue getting high marks for its heavy parental involvement. The Brooklyn New School, an alternative created by the district in 1987, with emphasis on individual hands-on learning, adjoins I.S. 88 (one of two junior high schools).

The once-troubled John Jay High School, with 4,000 students, got a $3 million Federal grant in 1989 to upgrade and introduce new curriculum, such as the law and justice program, with its model courtroom and forensic laboratory and a computerized library research system. The school has been divided into Houses (such as Law and Justice, Humanities and Computer), with corporate partnerships with I.B.M., which provided networked computer labs throughout the school, and Chemical Bank, which provided funds for special projects.

As for private schools, the Woodward Park School, created in 1978 in a merger with the Brooklyn Ethical Culture School, uses progressive Bank Street methods of experiential learning for its 160 students from nursery to grade 8. Tuition is $7,000 to $9,000 a year.

Founded in 1886, the Berkeley Carroll School, with 640 pre-k-12 students, emphasizes math, science and foreign language and has computer instruction starting in kindergarten. The Beyond Berkeley Carroll program has students volunteering in soup kitchens, geriatric centers and environmental projects throughout the neighborhood. Summer programs include a day camp, Young Scientists Institute and the well-known Creative Arts program. Tuition is $4,500 to $10,800 a year

TODAY AT 4 P.M.: INTERFAITH SERVICE AT OLD FIRST

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Today at 4 p.m.

This inter-faith service at Old First Church in honor of Martin Luther King comes at a perfect time. Come see leaders of many faiths put aside their differences and come together against the war.  It’s very inspiring.

Martin Luther King Holiday Observance: Citizen MLK
"Remembering Dr. King with Heart and Mind"

Jeremiads by this generation of clergy & leaders on inequitable and unjust policy abroad AND at home

Sunday, January 14th 4 PM sharp
Old First Reformed Church 729 Carroll St. @ 7th Ave., Park Slope

For more info: contact Brown Memorial Baptist Church at (718) 638-6121

or Old First Reformed Church at (718) 638-8300

Observe the MLK Holiday with our Pastors, Rabbis, Imams and leaders as they reflect on Dr. King, clergyman, countryman and war critic.

There will also be a discussion of the best way to practice democracy as a person of God. Stand together as one human family and tell our elected officials: Stop Recruiting Our Kids for Iraq.

Join us in a call to action concerning peace, justice and the re-distribution of our tax dollars for our local needs.

Featuring: Citizen MLK Juniors An Interfaith Youth Presentation.

Participating congregations:  Memorial Baptist Church, First Unitarian Congregational Society in Brooklyn, Lafayette Avenue Presbyterian Church, Congregation Beth Elohim, Old First Reformed Church, Concord Baptist Church of Christ, Council of People’s Organizations, Islamic Mission of America,“ Dawood Mosque, First Presbyterian Church of Brooklyn Heights and others

SMARTMOM: SUBURBAN PALS A MEMORY

Here it is, from this week’s newly re-named and designed Brooklyn Paper:

Smartmom hates it when, every couple of years, one of her friends or
neighbors decides to leave Park Slope for supposedly greener pastures.

The move is usually preceded by a whole lot of bellyaching: “The
city is dirty and dangerous”; “my apartment’s too small”; “real-estate
prices are through the roof”; “parking is ridiculous”; “the schools are
overcrowded”; “there’s too much crime”; “private school is too
expensive.”

Times like these, Smartmom finds herself getting defensive. When
people say they’re leaving Park Slope, she feels her core values,
her life choices, are under attack.

So what’s wrong with Park Slope? If it’s good enough for Smartmom…

At the same time, Smartmom can’t help but think that if people move
away, there’ll be less of them to steal a Thursday parking space, a
spot on line at ConnMuffCo, or a place or two in class at PS 321.

OK. Smartmom gets it. Everyone has real-estate and quality-of-life longings he can’t satisfy here.

But are such concerns worth going bumper-to-bumper in the Lincoln Tunnel or shopping in big box stores at the mall?

When her friends, the Deserters, moved to a big Victorian house in Nyack, Smartmom pretended to be happy for them.

But really she felt abandoned. Weren’t they going to miss their
impromptu Sunday night potluck suppers and their juicy stoop
conversations?

When Gluten Free, Dadu and family left Prospect Heights for a house, upstate Kingston that’s almost as big as Atlantic Yards, Smartmom
supported their decision to move. But what she really wanted to say
was: why would you want to move so far away from me?

Smartmom knows she has to stop personalizing everything! But nobody likes to be left behind — especially for the wrong reasons.

Often, the desire to move can be summed up by one word: backyard.
For some baffling reason, backyards have deep psychological meaning to
those who grew up in the ’burbs. It’s their Rosebud, their code word
for “normal childhood.”

Deep down, those who choose the ’burbs believe that growing up in a big city is just plain weird.

This argument galls Smartmom because she’s a city kid through and
through (and just look how normal she is!). As the Music for Aardvarks
song goes: “Beep beep, honk honk, can you spare a dime? Have a bagel
with a schmear and see the Guggenheim…”

A city childhood is no different from childhood anywhere else.
Smartmom frolicked on West 86th Street, dropped water balloons from her
parent’s ninth-floor bedroom window, popped wheelies on her bike in
Riverside Park and got to trick-or-treat on 12 floors of her apartment
building — what a treat bag!

Yes, there are also some key differences. At an early age, Smartmom
knew where to find the Jackson Pollocks at MOMA and the French
impressionists at the Met.

She went to “be-ins” in Central Park and Young People’s Concerts
with Leonard Bernstein at Lincoln Center. She frequented FAO Schwarz,
Barney Greengrass, Charivari, the Automat, the New Yorker Bookstore,
and the Thalia.

In high school, she’d hang out with friends at the West End, a jazz club near Columbia University.

And when it was time for Saturday Night Live, she’d hail a cab and be home in time for Rosanne Rosannadana.

Then as now, subways, taxis and car services were a godsend to city
parents of teens. Teen driving is just one less thing to worry about.

But it’s true, Smartmom and Hepcat considered leaving Park Slope once. Only once.

In fact, they came very close to buying a mid-century modern farmhouse in Northern California right next door to Hepcat’s mom.

Occasionally, Smartmom allows herself to wonder if they made a mistake. Maybe life on the farm would have been really cool.

Instead of a column in The Brooklyn Paper, she could be writing for
the Tracy Press. She’d find out what it’s like to be a landowner. Her
kids would get to see stars at night and Republicans at the Safeway.

Part of her loved the idea of reinventing herself as a California
farm girl. But she knew she didn’t have the guts to make a big change
in her life.

So while Brooklyn is obviously the right place for her gang — Teen
Spirit likes to be walking distance from Music Matters — Smartmom is
trying to learn to respect the choices her friends make and not get so
defensive when they leave.

Smartmom still waves at Mrs. Deserter’s window every time she walks OSFO to school in the morning.

But Smartmom hasn’t mastered the art of the long-distance
friendship. New phone numbers must be memorized. New conversation
topics must be substituted for the old standbys: local real estate, 321
teachers, gripes about the Food Co-op, and Third Street gossip.

As for Gluten Free and Dadu, Smartmom still dials 718 instead of 845
whenever she calls them even though they’ve been gone for four years.
The ease of shouting up to a window Brooklyn-style must be replaced
with the effort of picking up the phone.

They say it can be done, but Smartmom is still having trouble. After
all, she still hasn’t visited the Deserters in their palace in Nyack,
which, let’s face it, isn’t that far away (physically, at least).

NEW SIGNS FOR PEDESTRIANS TO FIND THE BKLYN BRIDGE

It’s official. Now everyone’s done the story now. Including me. But I think Brooklyn Paper had the scoop. Funny thing is, just last week when we were in DUMBO, some Long Islanders asked us how to get on the walkway to the Brooklyn Bridge. Neither Hepcat or I could tell them. We mentioned something about Miss Beck’s signs.  But… we weren’t much help. It is one of the great walks in America. I’m glad to see there will be signs showing the way. This from New York 1 (NY1.com):

New signs will be installed in Downtown Brooklyn, making it easier for
pedestrians to find the world’s largest suspension bridge. NY1’s Roger
Clark filed the following report.

For years, tourists and residents alike struggled to navigate
through Downtown Brooklyn in order to get to the Brooklyn Bridge’s
footpath. But, that all changed when Roslyn Beck, 71, started making
signs to help people find their way.

"People just keep getting lost, [I’d] catch them opening up their
maps, looking and trying to find the bridge,” recalled Beck. “They have
a subway map with them, which doesn’t always help."

Even though the Parks Department sometimes removed her signs, Beck
says she kept making more — in an attempt to help lost soles.

"Just a nice thing to do to help people who live in the area who need some help getting to the bridge,” said Beck.

Now the city is supporting this former college instructor and
professional tennis official’s signs, and adding some new ones as well.

"These signs that Ms. Beck has provided very generously, and the
formal and permanent signs that will be installed in the days to come
will really make it easier for a tourist to visit Brooklyn and to
celebrate with us that we are really one of the hottest places in the
globe," said Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz.

Brooklyn was recently named one of the world’s hottest tourist
attractions by Lonely Planet Travel, and Brooklyn’s downtown is
booming.

Officials have taken the hint, as the Metro Tech Business
Improvement District is putting 60 brand new information kiosks and 60
directional signs downtown and in surrounding neighborhoods…more at New York 1

SCHOOL BUS ACCIDENT IN BROOKLYN

Holy smokes. Another school bus accident in Brooklyn.

            
            
            
            A mini school bus overturned in Brooklyn this morning leaving seven people hurt, including five students.

The bus was on its way to Xaverian High School at around 9 a.m.
when it overturned on 71st Street at Narrows Avenue in Bay Ridge.

The school says the bus was making a turn onto 71st Street when it
was clipped by a minivan. Neighbors say drivers often speed through the
intersection.

"It’s ironic because I had just emailed the mayor yesterday about
the problems with the driving around here," said one area resident.
"The way that the kids and the parents drive recklessly and too
quickly. It’s a school zone, technically it should be 15 miles an hour
and no one adheres to that."

The Fire Department says the students, the driver and the bus matron were taken to Lutheran Hospital with minor injuries.

There’s no word on what happened to the minivan or its driver.

The bus is owned by Gotham Transport Corporation.

 

OTBKB AND NO_WORDS INTERVIEWED BY DANISH JOURNALIST

OTBKB and No_Words were interviewed on Thursday by a Danish Fullbright Scholar, who is getting a degree at the Columbia School of Journalism.

This is the second time a student from Columbia has schlepped out to Park Slope to interview OTBKB.

She was very surprised when I told her my age. I’m pretty sure she thought I was a lot younger. I hope.

The Danish journalist’s topic is "Citizen Blogging."  The conversation covered a lot of ground, including the rise of blogging in Brooklyn, personal blogs vs. public interest and activist blogs, the way that local newspapers are using bloggers as unpaid stringers, the way that print newspapers are appropriating aspects of blogging into what they do.

She mentioned that Aaron Barlow, owner of Shakespeare’s Sister in Cobble Hill, is coming out with a book about blogging. More information please… 

The Danish journalist had some interesting questions. Maybe some of you would like to weigh in in the comments area. No nasty comments, please. Tastefully negative is fine.

How would your readers describe OTBKB?

Why do your readers read OTBKB?

SHAKESPEARE’S SISTER IN CARROLL GARDENS

The Danish Fullbright Scholar mentioned Shakespeare’s Sister to me today. I said, sounds familiar, don’t know it.

Well I do. It’s that little shop next to the Sweet Melissa’s in Carroll Gardens. I’ve been there many times to look at their greeting cards.

Danish Fullbright Scholar told me that the owner, Aaron Barlow, is writing a book about blogging. Sounds interesting. More info anyone?

Turns out there’s a lot more going on in there. Here’s how they describe themselves on their website:

Shakespeare’s Sister, along with our gallery/crafts-mall The Artback, provides gifts a little more surprising, a bit more unexpected than what might be found at other gift stores.          

In business since 1994, Shakespeare’s Sister takes its name from Virgnia Woolf’s "A Room of One’s Own," where Woolf counters the argument that women are not as creative as men.  We believe creativity is found everywhere, among all ages, sexes, races, and nations.         

       

They also offer this interesting service:

Have you a book to publish? We at Shakespeare’s Sister are offering a new service, preparing manuscripts for print-on-demand publication. With our experienced compositor and cover designer, we can allow you complete control over how your final product will look–all for as low as $350.00.

If you then use a print-on-demand service such as that provided by lulu.com, your final book could be ready for as little as $400.00.

Soon, you will be able to do this completely online. For now, however, please call us: 718-694-0084.

270 Court Street
Brooklyn, NY 11231
718-694-0084

RAMEN, HEPCAT AND ME

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When we were dating back in the 1980’s, I visited Hepcat’s crowded studio apartment on East End Avenue. He had a nice kitchen connected to a room where he had a mattress on the floor, a desk covered with an Amiga Computer, manuals, and lots of paper and newspaper.

The place was kind of a mess. But I overlooked that because, well, I was in LOVE.

I remember on that first visit checking his kitchen cabinets. Just to see what my future mate (I had a hunch he would be my future mate) had in his kitchen cabinets. Call it nosy. I call it — important information.

Well, guess what was in there? Dozens of yellow and green packages of INSTANT RAMEN. Yes, Ramen. Seems that Hepcat used to live on Ramen. It’s bachelor food I reckoned.

"Do you buy in bulk?" I asked him.
"Yeah. I get big crates of the stuff," he said.

Truth is, Hepcat supposedly made up a great recipe for cold noodles with sesame sauce which used Ramen. There was also peanut butter in his fridge. And beer, I think.

He should have made me some then and there. That would have sealed the deal. But I was in love already.

All these years later,  Hepcat’s the cook around here. And we hardly ever have Ramen though our son has gone through Ramen binges.

So that’s my Ramen apprecation at the time of its inventor’s death. The laugh I had at all that Ramen Hepcat had in his kitchen cabinets when he was a bachelor.

Picture by Toyohara on Flickr

BUILDING BRIDGES

Last night after band practice, Teen Spirit came home with a bag of popsicle sticks and an assignment from his math teacher to create an 8 inch bridge using triangles.

He was super excited about the project and had even worked on it at school until they ran out of glue for the glue gun.

"We have  a glue gun, right? Cause I need to finish my bridge projet tonight," TS said as he came in the door.

Be supportive I whispered to Hepcat. This project really has TS turned on.

Hepcat who grew up with engineers on a farm in Northern California perked up as soon as Teen Spirit mentioned it. But he was dubious about TS’s initial approach.

Be supportive, I whispered.

He asked some helpful questions. I feared he might crush TS’s enthusiasm. Parents can do that. TS explained where he got the idea to use triangles.

"It was on our cross-country trip. Whenever we drove over bridges you explained to me that triangles are a very strong shape," he said

I could tell they were going to bond big time over this construction project. Not only was TS involved in a project right up Hepcat’s alley. He remembered something Hepcat told him five years ago in a car

The project progressed. A new plan was devised. The bridge needed torsion. Engineering terms were bandied about. Glue had to be borrowed from Mr. Kravitz downstairs. OSFO got involved. George Bush spoke on national television about sending more troops to Iraq.

"If there’s a draft let’s all move," Teen Spirit said. He’s less than three years from soldier age.
"We’ll go to Canada," I said.
"Why Canada? That’s always the cliche. How about Europe?" TS said. 

The family sat together as this bridge was built. Hepcat called Bush’s speech "gibberish." It was a sobering thought that there are soldiers in Iraq just two and half years older than Teen Spirit. So many have died. My heart ached for the American and Iraqi families, who have lost their children. The president said to expect more casualties.

For what? I thought to myself.

It’s a colorful thing this popsicle stick bridge. Hepcat was supportive — he probably did too much of the work but hey. Even OSFO applied some glue. When it was completed, three heavy books were placed on top to prove that it was strong (the teacher asked that it be able to support the math textbook)

TS looked stunned, pleased, proud of his bridge. Father and son proceeded to the couch to watch "The Knights of Prosperity," a new show on Fox 5.

THE FOURTH GRADE TEST

Thursday is, thank god,  the final day of testing for New York City public school fourth graders. The ELA (English Language Arts) Test is a big deal because some middle schools require a certain score for admission.

For those who don’t know — NYC public school kids have to apply to middle school. It’s sort of like college…

Just to get into 6th grade. Fun. Crazy. Idiotic.

The kids have been doing test prep for months at PS 321 and they’re sick and tired of it. I imagine many of them will be relieved when it’s over. So will their parents. 

OSFO was stressed. She went to sleep early each night and struggled to fall asleep. She tried to eat a good breakfast — even if she wasn’t hungry. 

She was very worried that if she didn’t do well she wouldn’t be  promoted to fifth grade.

I told her not to worry. There wasn’t a chance of that. Not a chance.  I hate to see my girl so stressed out. I love her so.

SO HOW WAS THE DANYA KURTZ SHOW AT UNION HALL?

I can’t wait to hear from the man who won the ticket giveaway to the Danya Kurtz show at Union Hall. He was recently separated from his wife and is feeling a bit down in the dumps.

"(the separation) has broken my heart (never used that
phrase before, but now I know what it means, how it feels, so it seems
apt), and music is something (among many other things) that we have in
common – Emmylou Harris, Bob Dylan, Odetta, The Decemberists, Nanci
Griffith, Bach, Johnny Cash, Paolo Conte, John Prine, Nick Drake, to
name but a few of our favorites – so music is one of the few solaces I
have at the moment. I am still deeply in love with her, and would give
anything to overcome and heal the hurts and resentments and stupid
actions and behaviors that created the gulf separating us, but until,
and if, I ever am fortunate enough to have that opportunity, I will
attempt to drown my sorrow in music."

He asked for two tickets and I wondered who he was taking. A date? A friend?  I had a fantasy that his wife would show up at the show. They’d sit at the bar and  have a really, really positive talk about their difficulties. Maybe they’d even iron them out right there at Union Hall.

But I’m a romantic. And a child of divorce. I’m always trying to glue people back together. I am also incredibly curious (nosy?) so of course I’m wondering if they can "overcome and heal the hurts and resentments and stupid
actions and behaviors that created the gulf separating us."

Maybe he just went to the gig. Enjoyed Danya Kurtz’s deep, dark music of the soul and felt sufficiently wallowed by the spirit of her songs.

That would be enough,  wouldn’t it?

 

JEWISH MUSIC CAFE IN PARK SLOPE

It’s on the calendar and I hope to actually get there — the Jewish Music Cafe at 8:30 p.m. I’m eager to check out the cafe, which is right acorss the street fro Barbes, the go-to place to hear slavic soul and all varieties of western and eastern European music often with accordians and horns.

The Jewish Music Cafe is located at 401 9th Street – right across the street from Barbes. In the synogogue. 

Klezmer, Israeli Trance, Hasidic Rap, Avante Garde Jazz – it’s all
there with Hebrew Beer, cheesecake, and Kosher cappuchino. 12 bucks
gets you in.

This Thursday, programmer Elie Massias presents two bands that new
music legend, John Zorn raves about. 8:30 p.m. Shows most Saturdays at
8:30. Anyone care to join me?

PARK SLOPE BOOK OF THE YEAR — SO FAR

PARALLEL PLAY, Tom Rafiel’s new book, is in bookstores NOW. It’s the Park Slope Book of the New Year. You will want to read about Tom’s female protagonist, Eve, and her edgy, realer-than-real approach to motherhood in Park Slope. Tom is spot-on with her female voice and the Park Slope mise en scene is tres perfect. You’ll want to pick up Rayfiel’s sometimes shocking, always honest, on-the-money take on Mommy-lit that’s hard-to-put-down thanks to Tom’s humorous and riveting writing style.

AND

Tom Rayfiel is reading at Park Slope’s Barnes and Noble at 7:30 on January 16th. That’s my father’s birthday. Anyone want to join me?

THERE GOES THE NEIGHBORHOOD: BROOKLYN A LONELY PLANET PICK

So, here’s some news thanks to Jeanne Ramirez, New York 1’s incredible Brooklyn reporter: Brooklyn is one of the must-see places in the world, according to Lonely Planet, the largest independent travel guide. In its 2007 Blue List, the Best in Travel edition, Brooklyn is on their “Go List” as a top destination, chosen by their global team of about 50 editors. This from NY1:

“They’re extremely open-minded in terms of what they’ve seen and how they compare and contrast. And you’re up against stiff competition when they’re assessing you against what they’ve learned about travel,” said Lonely Planet writer Ginger Otis. “So for them, for that team to have picked Brooklyn, is really quite a coup.”

Some of the editors’ standouts include Coney Island’s beaches, particularly when the Polar Bears take the New Year’s Day dip in the frigid waters. The neighborhood’s annual Mermaid Parade and Nathan’s Famous Hot Dog Eating Contest. The views from Brooklyn’s waterfront and most famous bridge and Jacques Torres chocolate treats are listed as some of the borough’s defining experiences. The Brooklyn Museum, the Brooklyn Academy of Music, Prospect Park, and Williamsburg nightlife are also featured.

Lonely Planet says a cultural movement has emerged and now Brooklyn is the hippest part of the city.

“I think Brooklyn is unique in that it’s got all the attributes of a really big modern city,” said Otis. “And yet it’s got all these pockets of hometown charm. But the home, of course, can be somewhere from Italy, the home could be in Pakistan. The home can be from anywhere. But there’s such intense nuggets of ethnic flavor, of regional flavor.”

Of course, Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz says the recognition is well deserved.

“Bravo I couldn’t agree with them more. Thank you Lonely Planet. You’ve got it right,” said Markowitz.

Markowitz says the travel guide will really help bring tourism to Brooklyn – something he’s been pushing for over the last several years. In 2004, Markowitz set up this tourist center in Borough Hall as well as a website on where to go, what to see and even things to wear. But he was taken aback last year when he traveled to Europe to promote Brooklyn and travel agents didn’t know much about it.

“When I asked them what they thought of Brooklyn, there was no reaction, because many of them didn’t know what Brooklyn is, other than we have a bridge,” said Markowitz.

Well many will soon be learning about Brooklyn now. Lonely Planet publications have their largest number of readers throughout Western Europe and Australia.

Other U.S. destinations that made the “Blue List” are Hawaii and New Orleans. Finland, San Sebastian, Spain, and Northeast India are also included.

– Jeanine Ramirez

STINK CLOSES F TRAIN STATION YESTERDAY

Officials still aren’t sure what caused the stink. One woman was taken to the hospital because of it. The odor affected the morning commute. Charles Seaton, a spokesman for New York City Transit, said the F train station at 6th Avenue and 23rd Street in Manhattan was evacuated at 9:47 a.m. because of a strong gas odor but it was reopened about 10:15. Everything seems back to normal for Tuesday’s communte.

MANHATTAN ON YOU TUBE

Chapter one:
She adored You Tube. She Idolized, no make that romanticized, she romaticized it all out of proportion…

Well, it is changing my life. The ability to watch something, anything at the drop of a hat (or the click of the mouse).

Take 3 minutes and 44 seconds to watch the opening of Woody Allen’s Manhattan on You Tube. It still looks as great as it ever did and the voice-over is just so funny, so well written.

Film Forum is concluding its Essentially Woody festival this week with "Crimes and Misdemeanors."

New York Magazine was kind enough to include a link to the opening of Manhattan. Thanks NY Mag:
Manhattan Opening Sequence [YouTube]

MILD WEATHER MEANS FIVE BLOOMING CHERRY TREES

I went to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden’s website to see if they had anything there about the unprecedented blooming of five cherry trees. Sure enough they did:

"What better way to appreciate the unusual warmth of this winter than
to view Brooklyn Botanic Garden’s "cherry jubilee"? Presently, there
are five everblooming cherries (Prunus‘Fudan-Zakura’) in flower
at Brooklyn Botanic Garden, bringing an extra touch of magic to an
already exceptional winter season. Though the everblooming cherries are
expected to flower in late November, the amount of blossoms on the
cherry trees at this time has astounded visitors to the Japanese
Hill-and-Pond Garden. The trees are boasting thousands of
flowers—instead of the couple of hundred that usually appear during the
November bloom—thanks to the mild weather of the past several weeks.

Despite this extraordinary blossoming, the everblooming cherries
will bloom again in the spring per their "regular" schedule, making
this event a rare preview of New York’s rite of spring, Hanami—the
Japanese tradition of viewing and cherishing each moment of the cherry
blossom season. During Hanami, visitors can witness the breathtaking
cycle of flowering cherry trees—from the first buds to the brilliant
blossoms to the petals falling like pink snow—and celebrate Sakura
Matsuri, a two-day celebration of Japanese culture with over 60 events
and performances.

NEW LOOK FOR THE BROOKLYN PAPER

Looks like the Brooklyn Papers has a new name AND a new look. The Brooklyn Papers is now The Brooklyn Paper (singular).

So while you continue to enjoy The Brooklyn Paper (with a new logo), readers of our Park Slope Paper will now devour The Brooklyn Paper/Parl Slope Edition and Bayr Ridge readers will get The Brooklyn Paper/Bay Ridge Edition.

They’ve been re-branded. And there are other changes, too. Go-Brooklyn has a revamped calendar section that features a new civic calendar and a list of editor’s pics for the best arts and entertainment in Brooklyn.

On the front page of this week’s paper, there’s talk of more coverage of Brooklyn neighborhoods, new columnists (have I been replaced?), wider art coverage and new web features.

I’m wondering if they’re thinking of revamping their web site. Now that would be cool.

They’ve been aroun

OUTSIDE.IN

Outside.in will change your life. Here’s the blurb on their home page:

Discover the conversations that
are going on in your neighborhood—whether that’s where you live,
where you work, or where you want to be.

See what locals are saying
right now, and share your own wisdom with your friends and neighbor.

Developed by Park Sloper, Steven Berlin Johnson, author of "Everything Bad is Good for You" and "The Ghost Map," outside.in is designed to be a bridge between blog-space and real-world space, In a single glance, you can see all the blog posts that are  happening around
you. Needless to say, this is very useful for me. But it’s also a great resource for people who are very interested in very local Brooklyn news. Here’s what outside.in has to say about itself:

"Philosophically, this site is all about letting locals
share their knowledge in ways that make sense to them, and so we’ve
tried to make the tools here simple ones that will encourage many
different ways of using the site. But here are a few scenarios we
imagine…

Every day, the web collects new essential information about your
local community: the open house around the corner; a restaurant review
in the local paper; a rant from a parent about a declining public
school; a concert that’s just been announced; a police report on a
recent break-in; gossip about a celebrity sighting. But while that
information is all grounded in a real-world place, on the web it is
scattered everywhere: in blogs, online newspapers, discussion threads,
government sites."

OTBKB GIVING AWAY TWO PAIRS OF TICKETS TO UNION HALL

OTBKB is giving away two pairs of tickets to Danya Kurtz’s show at Union Hall on January 9th and 10th. That’s next Tuesday and Wednesday night.

Here are the rules. You must email me at louise_crawford@yahoo.com. You must give me the best reason why I should give the tickets to you (which I will post on OTBKB). You must really be able to go to the show. You must write me and tell me about it.

Danya Kurtz is a local singer/songwriter with a huge following in Europe. Here’s a review of her recent album, Another Black Feather, in the Boston Globe.

A guitar lazily strums, and a clarinet blows mournful circles in anticipation of the coming squall. A personal prayer for healing turns into a bitter call for vengeance against the gods of war on “It’s the Day of Atonement, 2001,” the centerpiece of Dayna Kurtz’s often-magnificent fourth album, “Another Black Feather,” and a funeral breaks out at a singer-songwriter’s convention. The coolly mournful klezmer sound, the squawking clarinet contrasted with the gentler trumpet tones, is deliciously out of place here, an outbreak of Eastern European tristesse for Kurtz’s fusion of the personal and the political. Nothing on “Another Black Feather,” out Tuesday, is quite as magical as Kurtz’s Yom Kippur invocation, but songs like “Nola” and “Banks of the Edisto” betray a knack for melody matched and complemented by her husky, nearly masculine voice. Kurtz is a confirmed New Yorker, but her songs are homesick for foreign climes: New Orleans (pre-Katrina) in “Nola,” which she imagines as a refuge for tired souls; a fond daydream of “Venezuela” (which she describes as “look(ing) like Brooklyn”; and the touching tribute to a banjo-picking friend on “Banks of the Edisto.” Surprisingly, for a performer whose previous album (“Beautiful Yesterday”) was composed entirely of covers, Kurtz’s own songs — textured, deeply melodious, with a slide-guitar underpinning reminiscent of Lucinda Williams and Chris Whitley — overshadow the covers here, of Johnny Cash’s “All Over Again” and Bill Withers’s “Hope She’ll Be Happier.” Kurtz’s own songs, unassuming at first listen, burrow under your skin, tiny nodules of melody and stray lyrics refusing to let go before receiving a blessing of approval.