Astor Place, 1948. Rudy Burckhardt. Silver print.

Astor Pl. [ izzy_zi ]

Other Half Astor Place DDH IPA (Thanks, Michael!). A 3 of 4. Lots of great bright tropical fruit and orange citrus notes to this in the nose -- quite complex. Relatively hefty and soft body for something at 6.2%, though it does manage to drink quite easily and has very little bitterness except for a touch in the finish.

Looking up 4th Ave. from Astor Place, October 7, 1942. Cooper Union is at the right. Kodachrome slide.

Photo: Charles W. Cushman via Indiana Univ.

Listen/purchase: Vignettes by John Martini Music

The Cube!!

GLBT961 by a Psychiatrist's view Via Flickr: June 28, 1969 marked the beginning of the Stonewall Uprising, a series of events between police and LGBTQ+ protesters which stretched over six days. It was not the first time police raided a gay bar, and it was not the first time LGBTQ+ people fought back, but the events that would unfold over the next six days would fundamentally change the discourse surrounding LGBTQ+ activism in the United States. in honor of those who fought many with their lives to gain legislation and respect for gay people, Gay Pride In ManHatTan Photography’s new conscience linktr.ee/GlennLosack

When I saw that Wegmans would be opening a store in the famed Wanamaker Building in Astor Place, I was extremely excited to see what it would be like. I didn’t get any pictures of the place inside, but I was completely floored by what I saw, including fish imported from Japan and the most extensive meat department I’ve ever found at a Wegmans, along with the biggest array of food stands on the main floor that had offerings including poke and mezze. 

The only part that seems to still be in development is the champagne and oyster bar, as that’s slated to open early next year. Hopefully I’ll be able to make a trip during ramp season so I can check that out and spend some proper time fully exploring this store.  Fun fact: this location was the longtime home of the Astor Place Kmart and you could access it from the subway. It was the oddest place!

Astor Place Subway Station in New York.

Clouds (No. 889)

New York City

Lower Broadway Wednesdays, 1997-1999  // Daniel Nester

There were Wednesday afternoons – it always seemed to be Wednesdays – when I would walk into a public bathroom – an NYU basement, on a break from work at the film department, then Barnes & Noble or the Writer’s Room on Astor Place, where I would go not to write, but to stare at a cubicle wall and experience silence – and cry, uncontrollably, sound muffled in my hands, often to the point where my eyes would be bloodshot.   I would walk out, complaining about my contacts if anyone asked or seemed concerned. Other Wednesdays I walked to the Bath & Body Works on Lower Broadway to use the free samplers of hair gel, and there was always a young guy working there who would strike up a conversation with me, never about the hair gels or trying to sell me anything, but just ask friendly questions. It’s only now writing this that I realize he might have had a crush on me. One Wednesday while I gelled up my hair and looked in the mirror, he tried out a back massager on my shoulders. It felt good. I walked back to work, feeling – and there’s no other word to use here – fabulous.  

How would you caption this shot?

Israel Castillo Photography

Instagram

Listen to: Lovely Surprise by John Martini Music