Ate at this very cart today, at the 2nd Jackson Heights Momo Crawl. More Himalayan dumplings than you can shake a stick at in such a tiny area! The guy at this cart told us momos are better with yak meat, up in the mountains of Tibet…but what can you do?
My grandfather was a bit of a hoarder, but it never got too out of hand as he managed to keep most of his stuff down in the basement. Considering I lived with them, I have strong memories of a bunch of cast iron thingamajigs down there, so I’m sure he would’ve loved the Underpenny Plane and Cast Iron Museum in Queens, New York. Antique collector Sung Park spent over fifteen years searching New Jersey, Connecticut, Pennsylvania and Ohio for these mid-19th century American artifacts. He always dreamt of sharing the cast-iron pieces by opening up a museum-shop. And he did just that. Tucked right beneath a tenement house, one side of the tiny space for viewing only with hundreds of items lining the wall behind the counter, like ornate penny banks, cast iron trivets, bells, bookends, wood planes, and horse-and-carriage toys. And even though these trinkets are off-limits from your greedy hands, at least the other side of the room is for sale. So good news, shoppers. Commerce wins again!
Weeping over how beautiful this movie theater, the Loews Valencia, on Jamaica Blvd is. It’s now a church—and kudos to them for keeping the place up so well! Full post and boggling photos on Scouting NY.
Via Flickr: Frank and Iannis at K&T Butcher’s in Astoria. Got a lesson about lamb during this trip, and that’s my bag of meat for tonight’s attempt at a Moroccan tagine. Sawdust on the floor and you pay at the booth. Another one for the “don’t forget where you’ve lived” series.
Astoria has a wealth of fine butchers! K & T has two outposts, one at 37-11 Broadway, and another on Ditmars. Sawdust on the floor in both joints, and the payment system keeps your grubby bills out of the hands of the guys touching your meat.
Over the weekend, my friend Whitney and I took the 7 train to Flushing Meadows Corona Park in Queens to explore the structures left behind from the 1964-1965 World’s Fair. The Unisphere is still in good shape, but the observatory towers and pavilion are rusting away and being taken over by stray cats.
I was under the impression that the World’s fair expositions ceased to exist after a certain point, but apparently they still happen: The next one’s in Milan in 2015.
Not just cats! I saw raccoons there too. Great pics.
I [an Astoria-based member of Queens Love hive mind] turn my back for a couple of months, and everyone discovers new fried dough! Cafe Boulis is on 31st Avenue just west of 31st Street. In fact, we all are going to walk down there this very minute.
A well-stuffed cemita de carne enchilada from Tacos Mexico, on 38th Street just south of Broadway in Astoria. Generous with the papalo, nicely un-strung Oaxacan string cheese and enough red chile to give a giddy mouth burn.
I Wish I had One Right Now! #frappé #greek #omonia #astoria (Taken with instagram)
Bring on frappe season! If you don’t yet know what a Greek frappe is, come to Astoria and find out. Best iced coffee ever. Omonia is on Broadway at 34th Street, but every Greek-ish cafe in the hood sells them, and the Greek groceries sell kits for making them.