Posts Tagged ‘new york’

Send Some Salami To Your Boy In The Army

February 8, 2011

New York is a bit of a city made for masochist. The best places in the city are the gritty ones with questionable food ethics and seemingly morose employees. Katz deli is one of these places. You walk into Katz and some disgruntled man slouched onto a stool hands you a ticket with a list of numbers on it and no explanation.  What they are NOT telling you when they hand you this ticket is:

  • you hand it to the person who makes your food, and they hand it back to you with the total on it.
  • if you lose this ticket, you get charged 50 bucks.
  • this “lost ticket fee” was instilled about 10 years ago.

You choose the person you want to make your sandwich, and they chop the meat in front of you, and give you a sample of the fresh meat while you wait. I always try to find the oldest guy because he’s usually the biggest asshole who makes the best sandwich.

Although the sandwiches are a bit pricey (15-17 dollars a pop) I bet you can’t get through half of one without wanting to die a little inside. As a meat eater and a lover of irrelevant history, this is one of my favorite New York establishments.

Heres a few more Katz facts:

  • Katz is where they filmed THE scene from When Harry Met Sally
  • It was established in 1888
  • During World War 2, they used the slogan “send a salami to your boy in the army” and still use it to this day
  • Each week, Katz’s serves 5,000 pounds of corned beef, 2,000 pounds of salami and 12,000 hot dogs

 

All photos by Chloe Rice

The Open Sewer Pipe You Call The Holland Tunnel

March 24, 2010

Oh yes. Spill it, Ted.

The Marshmallows Are Invading

June 29, 2009

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The other day the girlfriend and I backed out on our Hoop Sculpting class, last minute. (Yeah thats right. Working out with a hula hoop. What of it…)

In a haze of shame and pizza guts, I decided that it was a nice day and I was going to take that extra time to walk to my next errand running destination, 4 miles away. About 3/4 of the way there I got distracted by an awesome pair of shit kicking boots in a window and went in to try them on. When I looked outside, it was pooooooooourrrrrrring rain. With minutes moving faster, I decided I had no time for this water to stop falling. 

I wrapped my camera, phone, and other robots into the towel that was intended for an intense hoola hooping class, carefully packed it into my bag, and left the nest of umbrella bearing people. 

The rain was freezing and heavy. After the initial shock  (and unintentional shriek) that came with being cold and completely drenched, came the feeling of joy and liberation. For about 20 blocks I was the only pedestrian on Madison Avenue. The only person who wasn’t letting the atmosphere take a chunk of my day. With my blonde hair clinging to my cheeks and the pleats from my skirt dripping rain directly into my boots, I stomped every puddle I passed. I smiled at the old woman who yelled from the cupcake shop that I was going to catch a horrible cold. I laughed at how ridiculous and child-like the entire experience was.

The Rain StormA photo Tyler took of a girl venturing through the said rainstorm, like me!

I had a dry set of clothes to change right into when I got to where I needed to be. And of course the rain stopped right when I got there, but I’m glad I walked through it. It reminded me that you can’t stop the weather but you can let it stop you. But why? Half the time, you’re on your way home anyways, no?

The storm was so intense and so sudden. And it left one of the most amazing, dooms day worthy skies I’ve seen in this city. 

It was so notably crazy that I’ve compiled a set of photos people took of the same sky and posted on their Flickr accounts:

post rain stormI took this photo shortly after. There was no photoshop involved.

tylers stormphoto source 

flickphoto source

Janesphoto source

barrysphoto source

jasonsphoto source

phophoto source

Five Boro Bike Tour

May 6, 2009

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Walking through Brooklyn, I noticed my usual trail was blocked off by cops and their fancy rave light cars. I went up to one and asked “Is this a good street blocking or a ver very bad one?” He just laughed and made me figure it out for myself.

It didn’t take long until about 5 people flew past me on tall thin bikes. Then 10, then 100, then the bikes varied and the 5 Boro Bike Tour began!

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There  were about 32,000 people on bikes. A swarm of energized humans in helmets (oh the wacky helmets) blocked the streets for hours! Unaffected by the fact that it was 50 degrees and raining, these people rode for 42 miles through all 5 boroughs, passing 5 bridges without the threat of being hit by a cab.

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As much as I wanted to be a part of this, I just took some photos.

Next year, I plan on doing both so that I can submit photos onto this.

All photos taken by Chloe Rice

Glory Holes

May 6, 2009

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Perhaps I’ve been spoiled by growing up around Hungarian women who make a treat called Farsangi fánk, which is what I consider to be the perfect doughnut. Sprinkled with powdered sugar, it is a thin shell of sweet bread that is warm inside and nearly melts in your mouth. Its more than just that circular shaped  sugar bread that looks 10 times better than it tastes, at Dunkin Donuts.img_3440

After having started many days with homemade Hungarian doughnuts, Daily Donuts, California Donuts, and the next level treats from Voo Doo Doughnuts, I refuse to eat anything less.

This may be why I’ve spent nearly every morning this week stopping off at The Doughnut Plant.

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The damn place is an adorably retro looking space filled mainly with racks and contraptions that i imagine could only be necessary for making doughnuts. It is in a corner of a strip of sad looking shops, and a photography shop that conveniently also repairs shoes. Its across the street from a housing project. If that scares you away from it, then good. You don’t deserve to indulge in a vanilla glazed doughnut, or a strawberry glaze made with real berries, or a square jelly doughnut dipped in a peanut butter melted sugar coating creating what is essentially a Peanut Butter & Jelly doughnut.

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  • A big bonus: their decent coffee.
  • A slight draw back:the price. I believe the treats are 2.75 a hole.

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All photos of Doughnut Plants 'nuts were taken by Chloe Rice

May Flowers

May 4, 2009

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May Flowers 
New York, NY 
2009

Photo By: Chloe Rice

April Showers Bring Jessi

May 2, 2009

April Showers Bring Jessi

April Showers Bring Jessi
Central Park E. NY, NY 
2009

Model: Jessi

Photo By: Chloe Rice

Her Life Had Made Her Crazy

April 30, 2009

“She became unable to do anything but think about this apartment. She was like a character out of a Tom Wolfe novel-her life had made her crazy-and that just seemed to sum up so exactly something about this city”

-Ira Glass talking about his first roommate in New York City