April 2007


Every day I happened to walk by numerous flower stands – far far too many to count. It seems that the moment you emerge from a subway station, or the moment you walk by any convenience store, or even the moment that you are just walking to the corner for a cup of coffee, you are faced with a large array of colorful and fragerant flowers smiling happily in big water-filled buckets.

I have developed a new obsession with bright vivid orange tulips. Must, at all times, have bright vivid orange tulips. Simply MUST.

~L

5 short minutes away from  freak-show and burlesque-fuled Coney Island is the infamous L&B Spumoni Gardens.

http://www.spumonigardens.com/

Thriving since it opened in 1939, it is truly a NY institution. This place is MARVELOUS. It reminds me of Jackson’s Ice Cream Parlor in Hollywood Florida, but times 100. The place gets absolutely PACKED, and the wait for an indoor sit-down table at the restaurant was about an hour. Being cold out, we all opted for the popular food window outside. Here you could get their super famous pizza, among some other tasty treats. Everyone raved to me about their Sicilian pie, and looking around I saw lots of people at the outdoor tables devouring it. The pizzas were so hot in the cool air, that steam was fogging up everybody’s glasses as they all hovered around the opened boxes for warmth. We ordered a half a pie for $18, enough for each of us to have three hearty pieces (12 large rectangles in all). This was absolute HEAVEN. Without a doubt the best pizza of my life. I almost wept. Seriously. This was INSANITY. The crust! The sauce! The crust! The sauce! The crust! The sauce! I wanted to scream, it was so good. Ive never tasted pizza like it, and Ive had GREAT pizza.

Once we finished up our slices, (I could only fit two, but the third piece heated up nicely the next day at home!) we had their homemade spumoni. I opted for the rainbow flavor, which had chocolate, pistachio, and a creamy vanilla. This was also insanely amazing. I don’t even think I had ever had spumoni before, and I thought it would be a lot like ice cream or sherbert. Wrong, and wrong. This tasted more like the inside of a cannolli, but icy and cold. Very eggy and almondy-tasting. The pistachio was my favorite.

I enjoyed the people-watching too! There were so many people there, all with their thick Brooklyn accents, talking about how their parents and grandparents used to come here as kids.

I believe it.

I thought that the Spumoni Gardens was truly a fabulous example of great Italian kitsch. Hip Hip Hooray for the L&B!!!!

~L

The Bubble Lounge ( http://www.bubblelounge.com/ ) is fabulous. Nic and Joe were generous enough to introduce us to it, and Joe was even supergenerous enough to treat us all as Nic and I celebrated our birthdays! Hers was on April 6th and mine was on April 3rd, so on April 5th we headed in for some drinky-poos. Its a great place, and even the tapas there is divine. I love the romantic lighting, the sexy golden retro wallpaper that is very 60’s/70’s chic, the artwork, and of course, the drinks. It feels like being in a romantic cave of sophisticated sexyness and bubbly. However, I do have only one tiny complaint:

 What?!?!? No caviar?!?!?!

Regardless of that, c’est tres magnifique. Try the panini made of brie, duck, and fig. SHAZZZZAAAAMMMM.

I am almost finished with my portrait of S and I as sideshow freaks. It’s cute, and not bad for a first try at it. I know I will only get better. There’s a certain unique look to sideshow art that I haven’t QUITE mastered yet, but I think I’m getting there. A few more and I will definately have it.

Sushi is having a love affair with one of our radiators. It’s not even that cold anymore, but she bonded with it back when it was very snowy out. I guess she doesn’t want to end it now. I understand. We find her snuggling it, purring loudly as she rests on her back and hugs it with her front paws, rubbing her face tenderly all over it. She rolls back and forth on her back, mewing as she purrs, which has a truly bizzare sound to it. She gazes at this radiator with such adoration, for what seems like hours, until suddenly bolting straight up into the air and galloping away in zig-zags that make absolutely no sense.

In other words, life here is pretty good. :)

 ~L

The Film Forum (209 West Houston St., NY, NY) is playing “B Musicals” from March 30th through April 19th. Each $10.50 ticket gets you either a double-feature, or a triple-feature of flicks. Depends on the night, and on the flicks. That’s right… two or three B-musicals for the price of one. All vintage, all the time.

The earliest one was filmed in 1929, entitled “Song of Love”: “Father-Mother-Son vaudeville team break up when Mom, played by legendary Belle Baker in her only movie appearance, decides to retire for son Ralph Graves’ sake – and that’s when flirtatious Mazie (Eve Arden in her debut, billed as Eunice Quedens, her real name) moves in. Once thought lost, but rediscovered in 2001. ”

The latest one was filmed in 1954, entitled “Athena”: “Bodybuilding, health food, yoga – hey, this is the 50’s! – as singer Vic Damone and stuffy lawyer Edmund Purdom react to eccentric grandpa Louis Calhern and his equally far-out but CUTE daughters, Jane Powell and Debbie Reynolds. Songs by Meet Me in St. Louis’ Martin and Blane.”

Most of the films were created in the 40’s, but the 30s and 50s get their fair share. Great titles such as “Moonlight & Pretzels”, “Sweet & Low-Down”, “The Bamboo Blonde”, and Sweater Girl” entice everyone to come out from miles around. Last night was the showing of “Crazy House” (1943, and a Quentin Tarantino favorite), “Hips Hips Hooray!” (1934), and “Start Cheering!” (1938). We got there a bit late, and caught “Start Cheering”: “Fed up with Hollywood, movie star Charles Starrett enrolls in college, but can’t match his screen exploits on the football field. With Broderick Crawford, Jimmy Durante, Louis Prima, AND the Three Stooges!”

 Yah. It was GOOD. :)

Dinner beforehand was Ethiopian, followed by a long walk together through the city. Fabulous.

~L

Astoria is AMAZING. It sort of feels like living in a small little town where everybody knows your name. The sort of town where you can walk to the butcher, walk to the fish market, walk to the laundrymat where a little old guy is waiting there to wash and fold all your clothes… and everybody says “HELLO AGAIN! How are you?!” with huge welcoming grins. Its this incredible mix of old immigrants sitting on their stoops playing dominoes, talking about the good ol’ days, and young hipsters popping in and out of nightclubs, bars, and thrift and antique stores with their latest fun finds. One of my favorite things about Astoria is how there are so many people from so many parts of the world there. Oh sure, it is dominated by beautiful Greek culture, but you also have quite a bit of Brazilians, Bosnians, you name it. Little Italian bakeries. Egyptian and Morroccan foods. A quick subway ride just a few minutes away to Jackson Heights takes you into the heart of India, or Ecquador. Go a couple of minutes further and enjoy the Queens version of Chinatown. Go the other way a few minutes, and voila. Russia. Its just really exciting to be exposed to so many different cultures, cuisines, music, and more. And yet, Manhattan is literally just a few minutes away, and there you have this huge city to thrive in. It really is like having the best of both worlds!

Joe and Nicole live in the village with their two cats and three birds. Their parrots all talk, and say things like “SHUT UP!” and “What are you DOING?!?!”  Joe and Nic make AMAZING tiki drinks. No, seriously. Drives us wild. Their kitchen isn’t even really a kitchen, per se. It is an open kitchen, overlooking unto their tikified living room, and they turned the open kitchen into a fully-decorated tiki bar. It looks built-in, like this huge built-in bar, but its really just the kitchen! Food? What’s food? Unless its olives, cherries, fruit to go in drinks, or cheese and crackers to have with drinks. Actual meals are what restaurants are for. Its fabulous. I feel like I should be paying a cover just to walk in. Its like being in a jungle of tiki decor, big colorful parrots (Sheena is a HUGE macaw!), exotica music, bamboo, plants, zebra-print vintage furniture, tiki mugs, and Nic’s fabulous paintings. The minute Joe slips a drink into your hand and you sink onto the sofa in this jungle of theirs, you just can’t help but purr from the glory of it all. They are SO fabulous!

They have been introducing us to many of their friends, who have introduced us to their friends, and so on. We have been VERY lucky! What great people! When I was a little girl, every Sunday morning my parents and I went to The French Quarter for brunch. I have  missed Sunday brunches. But here, among these friends, its an old tradition that they never do without. So once again I am among family as we all gather for our weekly Sunday splurge! Great delicious food, a different restaurant every week, live music, a large table filled with people, and LOTS of cocktails. Lots and lots. Yummy! Afterwards, shopping. Usually antiquing and thrifting. So much of that up here!

The burlesque is FABULOUS. There aren’t enough words to describe the burlesque. The pin-up girls all “get their hair did” at The Beehive Salon in Williamsburg Brooklyn. I checked it out, and loved it there. I quickly adopted it as my own salon. The walls are covered in prints of pin-up girls and little hanging ukeleles! Rockabilly, exotica, and more play on the stereo. When we first went to walk in, a girl walked out with an actual beehive. A BIG one. LOVE her. *covet*

The music scene is great here too. We are getting to listen to quite a few bands we love, and many of them play at Otto’s Shrunken Head. Seems like almost everybody knows somebody who performs some kind of music somewhere, and it’s fun to get to meet these musical artists and talk about their craft.

S was reading an article about a great antique store near us, in which the writer of the article raved about the vintage selections they had to offer. He even boasted about finding a huge vintage needlepoint of a freaky clown for only $20. We walked over as quickly as we could, and then headed home with a gorgeous Majestic Z-lamp that had Hawaiian-themed fiberglass shades which is now proudly displayed in our dining room. We paid a mere $125 for it, which was a real steal! The shades sport some lovely palm tree designs on it, and little silver confetti stars that somehow seem trapped within the shade. I’ve always wanted a Z-lamp, and I would shove my tongue into the socket to make out with it every chance I get if electrocution were not a real possibility.

Junior’s makes the BEST cheesecake in ALL THE WORLD.

I watch Barbarella in Luru’s honor on my new ipod I just got for my birthday from S. I had never seen Barbarella before, but Luru suggested it, and she was right. I LOVE IT. Nothing like setting down into your seat on the subway and getting lost in all of those golden-tan furry walls!

I have started painting carnival sideshow banners on stretched canvas. I love doing that too.

I am getting a raise starting next month!!!

Cupcakes are big in NYC. Very popular. One cupcake store has a line that winds around the block outside, even turning the corner down the street. You have to wait about an hour for a cupcake. I haven’t done this yet, because I am not this patient. But everybody swears they are the best in the city. Other places sell cupcakes well, too. As does Amy Sedaris.

Our new friend The Fabulous JW had his birthday celebration at “Nurse Bettie’s”. Its a great bar in Manhattan that is pin-up girl themed. JW has great taste. It was amazing. Go there.

If you see a subway car that looks nearly empty, but all of the other cars are full, dont get on the empty one. There is surely a homeless person on there living in that car, who unfortunately smells of vomit and poo.

The Bubble Lounge is incredible. Go there too.

Oh… and always mind the gap.

~L