Getting a liqour license downtown is one of the hardest things to do. In 1877, it was a bit easier; all you had to do was bribe an official and serve hard boiled eggs at your bar. This photo was taken in the back of Fanelli’s, the iconic Soho bar. The license dates back to 1877 and it is the oldest liqour license I have ever seen in person.
This is the house on Pirate Aly in New Orleans where William Faulkner lived. It is located next door to an absinthe bar where the bartenders are pirates. Seems to me to be a good reason why none of his books make any sense…
Section 2 of the HighLine is in bloom and almost ready to open.
Jackson Square in New Orleans. This was once the Place D’armes where slaves were executed in the early 19th Century. Now named for Old Hickory, Andrew Jackson after his victory of the Battle of New Orleans.
A skater takes on the rail on the Brooklyn Heights Promenade.
Here is what we were doing yesterday at the Festival of Ideas. We gave out almost 300 guides out of that pushcart. Thanks to the whole team and everyone at the New Museum who put together this fantastic festival.
The new recently installed coffee roaster at the Orchard Street Roasting Plant in action.
This is a thing of beauty, power, and wonder. It also roasts great coffee.
Only in New York…
While I was at a benefit at the Ranshackle Penthouse, I noticed one of the residents of Westbeth Artists Community on Washington and Bethune Street doing some sort of solo interpretive dance for all of NYC. Pretty amazing…
New York City has a baseball team called the Yankees. They are like the Lakers if the Lakers played an excruciatingly boring sport. Native New...
