Beautiful day for feasting at the Grub Street Food Festival. Hester and Essex Streets, Lover East Side, Manhattan.
Get your pickled oyster shooters at the Maiden Lane booth. Note: my good friend Dave Drinkwater is one of the owners.
Maiden Lane hopes to resurrect the spirit of the legendary Life Cafe at the northeast corner of Tompkins Square Park. Its logo is a lifesaver.
On Sunday, October 13th, street justice activists with Right of Way cycled more than 50 miles, through 4 boroughs, to stencil 8 sites where children younger than 8 have been killed by automobile this year. In 5 of these cases, the NYPD has not filed any charges. In one, the NYPD charged the driver only with leaving the scene but not with any crime connected with the child’s death. In only two was the driver charged with any substantial offense: in one, the driver was fleeing police in a high-speed chase; in the other, the driver was DUI. Ride covered by the Daily News
I got a chance to more closely examine the old Black Locust tree on 7th Street that caught fire on Saturday. I’m pointing the camera down into the trunk. It is in worse shape than I thought. I hope the arborists will leave the burned hulk as a monument and shelter for the squirrels, and it is possible that it may sprout again in Spring. But the structure is compromised enough that the large upright branch should be removed for safety reasons.
Wanting to know about this tree was one of the reasons I started my tree identification map of Tompkins Square Park. The prevalent story I have heard about this tree is that it is one of the few trees surviving from before the 1860′s when the park was cleared of trees to create a parade ground for the militia during the Civil War. The other survivors are the Black Locust on Avenue B near 7th Street, and three large Sycamores, also on the perimeter.
Another shot of this amazingly ample angel overlooking Tompkins Square Park, this one taken at sunset. Earlier
I saw the news about a tree burning in Tompkins Square Park last night on EV Grieve. When I saw the photos I knew it was this great old gnarled Black Locust tree on 7th Street. I think the fire department caught the flames before they could kill this magnificent relic, and luxurious home for many squirrels. My guess is that some fool threw a cigarette into the hollow of the tree, and leaves or other flammable debris caught fire. The inner parts of trees are not alive, the life is in the outer layer, just beneath the bark. So I have hope that this tree, that revived itself with sprouts after being severely chopped several years ago, will survive. Here’s hoping that the arborists will let it stand.