Marcy Avenue Station
I arrived at Brooklyn late in the evening. The train left me at Marcy Avenue. I went down the stairs and I looked around. The street was animated, lots of folks going in and out small stores, and a very loud music. It was coming from across the street: the second floor of a rather new building, I thought it was a dance school there or something. Actually it was a church, just that, a church at the second floor, in a huge room looking like a school dance, and the music was kind of Latino gospel. A McDonald was at the first floor.
I took a left on the 8th Street toward Kent Avenue and I found myself suddenly in an ultra-Orthodox Jewish neighborhood. It was Friday night and the men were hurrying up, dressed very traditionally: you would have said time went back and you were some place in medieval Prague or Vienna. After a couple of blocks the Jewish got mixed with a bit of Latino, as some new immigrants had recently moved in the neighborhood. I started to realize that Brooklyn was a place to offer you constantly the unexpected.
Next morning I took the way back and I passed Marcy Avenue, toward Grand Street. I had to meet there with some friends and have breakfast together.
I met with them, only the thing was that each one had totally different ideas what restaurant to choose.
We tried Santorini Gril
l; it would have been fine for me, as they had taramasalata
and the divine Greek coffee. One of my friends proposed the Leon's Burger Hut
on Bedford Avenue. It had a great look, with the lion drawn on the window and the colored strips and we could have had there some omelette. Another of us proposed La Villita Bakery
, to have there a cake. I didn't like the idea. So after that we separated, having in mind to meet again for lunch (believe it or not).
Well, Bedford Avenue is a dream: the Axis Mundi for a neighborhood of hipsters, full of picturesque small stores and small bars, and the folks on the street looking great.
And it was there that my sister gave me a totally unexpected gift: The Wild Party
, with illustrations made by Art Spiegelman
. I will come later on this book, it deserves much attention.
(New York, New York)