Last weekend I headed to the Armory Show 2009, an annual art fair where expensive works are put in a huge gallery and sold off if prospective buyers are found. Rather than shooting the art, I noticed lookers and buyers easily got tired from all the walking, so here’s a short photo essay on the various methods they took to unwound themselves.
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Brooklyn piers have become a common sight in my life, caused mostly by the fact that Brooklyn Heights is my neighborhood of focus in class. That didn’t stop me and the other Michigan-Columbia crossovers from testing the Hudson River waters from the Brooklyn side. Our targets: Ice Cream Factory and Grimaldies Pizza.
Contrary to popular wisdom, we started with a sweet helping of ice cream. The ‘factory’ sits facing the pier, masquerading as a old ‘watchtower’ or lighthouse. Their selling point of natural flavors is, however, not very unique in these days of ‘0g trans fat’ and ‘no calories.’ I ordered vanilla with chocolate chunk, on the recommendation from Ed. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t a whole new finger-licking experience.
Whatever deflated expectations we had from then on, Grimaldies’ pizza lifted them up again. Just a block away from the ‘factory,’ Grimaldies looks like a family business that just hasn’t found the time to expand their seating area because of long, perennial lines waiting along the sidewalk for a place to sit inside. Our wait wasn’t too bad — 20 minutes — but once inside we were sardined to fit around two small tables.
Surprisingly, prices weren’t jacked up to exploit wandering tourists like us who rely on travel guides and top-ten lists. We split a large pizza among four, and though it wasn’t a stomach-filler, the residing flavors were extraordinary. A big reason could be Grimaldies boasts coal-oven cooking, and since I’m no expert, I can only say it generates wildly different and robust tastes than what we’re used to.
Give it a swing if you’re in New York City. Don’t just stick to Manhattan.