I had been trying to get Rat to check this joint out. (http://www.themeatballshop.com/) to know if I should make the trip. He wasn't able, so I guess I'm gonna take a train ride up and have some for him.

Hmmmm..... Perhaps a progressive DIMBY 2014 starting at this place then ending at the DP's for one hellova Rat toast....




Rat. 

Quote from: Stella on August 12, 2013, 08:39:09 PM
Hmmmm..... Perhaps a progressive DIMBY 2014 starting at this place then ending at the DP's for one hellova Rat toast....




Rat. 

A Rat Roast?

I also miss Rat.

He was a link, a witness, a documentation of the old NYC I knew and grew up with.  Very few people are left that would believe I saw my first and only seven foot tall, dark skin, wearing only underwear on a 5 degree night with a wind-chill of -15 degree, Amazonian hooker on 46th Street, only 100 yards away from what is now the Disney Store. 

The disgust associated with having to ride a subway car on a hot day. 

Walking into a restaurant in Chinatown, hearing the person behind the counter speak fluent English and completely forget how to speak English when you approach to order. 

Mimes.

A bar in NYS was a place you can get a few drinks, interact with others if you felt like it, not a place that’s original intent is to be a tribute to a flash-in-the-pan wrestler, that serves alcohol and reheated food with large flat screen TVs as wallpaper.

Be the oddball that thinks arguing with a monkey at the Central park Zoo is unusual behavior but entertaining. 

I have pix of that hooker somewhere. 

The bell labs office I was working out of was on 49th st at broadway well before the conde nast building replaced all the porn shops and the $5 steakhouse.

the new york that i remember and cherish in a way is the same one you can see in the background in Midnight Cowboy.

Seeing Gerry amidst all that seems perfectly natural.

smoking a cig at a diner.

Damn.

Still.

Yup, miss him....

I was born in 1980, so I caught the tail end glimpse of old good NYC...

now, how its possible I don't know, its a shit hole of pleasantries and do holder hippies...

How can a place be safer yet get worse...  society here has forgotten old NY with its greaser monkey haters...  now they're on fixies and chatting in Starbucks....

I could sit in front of rat for a week and just listen to him talk...

Hope his family is hanging in...

Quote from: kopfjäger on August 12, 2013, 08:26:08 PM
I had been trying to get Rat to check this joint out. (http://www.themeatballshop.com/) to know if I should make the trip. He wasn't able, so I guess I'm gonna take a train ride up and have some for him.

I will attend with you and who ever else...

Quote from: cokey on August 30, 2013, 08:41:54 AM
I will attend with you and who ever else...

Count me in too