today i had the pleasure of wandering around a tiny (and almost invisible) corner of manhattan.
although the moma design store, the apartment, and the more recent additions of sur la table and bloomingdale's imparted a certain caché to crosby street, this is still uncharted territory for many. a narrow thoroughfare sandwiched between broadway and lafayette, it has, in a certain way, the sense of being a 'back side' of two major north-south streets.
i love that name - crosby. the street looks like a crosby. i had an appointment on said street and showed up a bit early. although i know that entire area, somehow this one square block had eluded me (to be frank, i had walked it just three weeks early and was talking so much that i didn't pay it any attention!).
but today, i looked. crosby and howard streets intersect and are at the vortex of a compellingly strange mix - chinatown, soho, nolita all seem to start or end here. it's quiet, and it's hip - vespa soho ... lefroy brooks (our friend jeff would LOVE the oh-so-chromey airplane faucets - recalling a kindler, gentler era of air travel). there's la pizza shop - great hipster footwear - and laicale salon (tokyo, milan). around the corner lies the sweetest art supply shop. there is lucky bakery across from a shop that makes custom-made boots. a holiday inn of all things. carlos aparicio - very smart - as is bddw, a gorgeous and exotic millworking and furniture purveyor.
so nice to know that muji is just around the corner - pearl paint too, and le pain!
how delightful to explore this very compact 'space' on a clear and sunny autumn day, with my mustache, my cahier, my woolen trench coat with the big collar. i felt like kojak for some odd reason ...
hope you can make it down, baby!
although the moma design store, the apartment, and the more recent additions of sur la table and bloomingdale's imparted a certain caché to crosby street, this is still uncharted territory for many. a narrow thoroughfare sandwiched between broadway and lafayette, it has, in a certain way, the sense of being a 'back side' of two major north-south streets.
i love that name - crosby. the street looks like a crosby. i had an appointment on said street and showed up a bit early. although i know that entire area, somehow this one square block had eluded me (to be frank, i had walked it just three weeks early and was talking so much that i didn't pay it any attention!).
but today, i looked. crosby and howard streets intersect and are at the vortex of a compellingly strange mix - chinatown, soho, nolita all seem to start or end here. it's quiet, and it's hip - vespa soho ... lefroy brooks (our friend jeff would LOVE the oh-so-chromey airplane faucets - recalling a kindler, gentler era of air travel). there's la pizza shop - great hipster footwear - and laicale salon (tokyo, milan). around the corner lies the sweetest art supply shop. there is lucky bakery across from a shop that makes custom-made boots. a holiday inn of all things. carlos aparicio - very smart - as is bddw, a gorgeous and exotic millworking and furniture purveyor.
so nice to know that muji is just around the corner - pearl paint too, and le pain!
how delightful to explore this very compact 'space' on a clear and sunny autumn day, with my mustache, my cahier, my woolen trench coat with the big collar. i felt like kojak for some odd reason ...
hope you can make it down, baby!
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