Super Hip Hero
Brooklyn finally has its own superhero—and he’s got a mean right hook.
Comic book artist Dean Haspiel has created “a hero for hipsters” with The Red Hook, a retro superhero with a checkered past and a spandex suit the color of a fire truck (and no cape, actually). The Red Hook comes from Read More
The sun was setting when we arrived at Pier 11 in Red Hook last week. It glinted off the Statue of Liberty and bathed the Mary A. Whalen in a golden glow. Brightly colored maritime flags flapped over the boat’s deck, where a small crowd—which included schoolchildren, old salts, hip-hop dancers and two blue-and-gold macaws—had congregated to wish the oil tanker a happy 75th.
“We knew that she launched in 1938, but we only recently learned that her birthday was May 21,” said Carolina Salguero, who bought the Mary Whalen for approximately $16,500 in 2006 as a home for her nonprofit PortSide New York. “Maritime historian Norman Brouwer discovered the exact date.”
“The slum that faces the bay” is what Alfieri, an Italian lawyer in Arthur Miller’s A View from the Bridge, calls Red Hook. Wedged in a subway-less corner of South Brooklyn, hemmed in by the docklands and Robert Moses’s Gowanus Expressway, Red Hook was for years—as late as 1988, LIFE magazine called it “the crack capital of America”—Brooklyn’s most notorious slum.
But that was then. Buoyed by an unrelenting wave of gentrification sweeping eastwards across the borough, Red Hook has been enjoying the runoff of demand from neighborhoods like Cobble Hill and Carroll Gardens, which has turned the neighborhood into any other in brownstone Brooklyn: that is, too rich for our blood (and that of most other New Yorkers).
Big brother, meet little brother.
Armed with cameras, envelopes and postage, cops from Brooklyn’s 76th precinct are launching a new initiative called “Spot It To Secure It.” Starting next week, officers will patrol areas of Carroll Gardens, Red Hook, and Cobble Hill searching for valuables left visibly unattended in parked cars, snap a photo and Read More
The Food Supply
As Hurricane Sandy pummeled the city on Monday, the storm waters surged through the streets of Red Hook, flooding basements, cars and Red Hook Community Farm’s field of late-fall salad greens, arugula and cabbage.
“The farm was under two and a half feet of water. It’s total crop loss,” said executive director Ian Marvy, who lives nearby in Red Hook, where he stayed as the hurricane struck.
An Arena Grows in Brooklyn
Could it get any more Brooklyn than Red Hook? From On the Waterfront to that new Spike Lee movie you haven’t seen, the neighborhood is just off the grid enough to keep nostalgic hipsters feeling like they live in some far away place that is anything but Manhattanized (never mind the IKEA and high-end restaurant scene). But just as the Barclays Center has transformed the nexus of Park Slope and Fort Greene (for the worse, at least in certain [fresh] eyes), might a new Nets training facility do the same to Red Hook?
The Mysteries of Brooklyn
While its unforgiving Sultan mattresses do not stir wild desire in most people, apparently Brooklyn teenagers find the metal chaise lounges outside Ikea to be an ideal setting for sexual encounters, DNAinfo reports.
Hey, they’re probably more comfortable than those dreadful particle board beds the store sells!
Mysteries of Brooklyn
Christabel Gough, the secretary for the Society for the Architecture of the City and a resident of the Greenwich Village Historic District, has a simple, to the point message for New Yorkers: Beware. Manhattanization, she warns, is growing, encroaching on historical neighborhoods throughout the five boroughs. It is the real estate equivalent of kudzu and Brooklyn, Ms. Gough says, is the next victim. Yet unlike it’s leafy cousin, Manhattanization cannot be eradicated with sheep.
But first, a word on Manhattanization, as explained by Ms. Gough in her keynote speech, “Can Cobble Hill Avoid Manhattanization” at the Cobble Hill Association General Meeting on May 29th, and helpfully reprinted at Brownstoner.
The Mysteries of Brooklyn
There is something about big box stores that brings out irrational hatred. Especially in Brooklyn.
Now that plans for a 52,000-square foot Whole Foods store are hurtling toward groundbreaking, Brooklynites have been forced to confront their fears that without dogged opposition, the borough might come to resemble the kind of suburban hellhole found in the southern or central U.S. Or the Upper West Side, even.
Lucky editor Brandon Holley has a personal essay in Glamour magazine this month, describing a home invasion she experienced last March. An open window on the ground floor of her Brooklyn house was broken into in the middle of the night by a man who stood over the bed where she, her husband, Read More