Photo by myself on Bowery Street, in the East Village.
A cryptic illuminated sign to the left reads 'Open Everything That's Closed'. Barely visible above it is another sign in red that reads 'Close Everything That's Open'. Hm.
As on any typical Sunday, all the stores on Bowery were shuttered closed. The street is known for its numerous stores for restaurant equipment and supplies. It's one of the few obviously un-gentrified streets left in Manhattan.
In the olden days, you'd hear people refer to this area as 'The Bowery', mainly derived from the Bowery Mission. It was a sketchy street littered with bums. Now, not so much, thank goodness.
We had a dreary rainy day, Sunday. I took this photo from the passenger seat.
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Monday, December 17, 2012
Open Everything that's Closed, on Bowery Street
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un jour de pluie sur la ville
In 1969 I bought a 6' long, 2" thick maple butcher block at 298 Bowery and somehow brought it to my apartment uptown in a Checker cab. It weighed a ton! Since then it has followed me around the country and is now an important part of an island in my California kitchen. I love to tell its story!
It looks a bit miserable such a rainy sunday.
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