Today I set out to make yogurt and made, instead, cheese. Cheese curds, anyway. I don’t know how it happened.
The first Kumato [? — I am dubious] bunch, as babies — note the slow-drop shape:
Almost! (but wait, weren’t there five?):
The survivors offer themselves to me:
The enclosure at Hadramout on Atlantic, seen in the previous post, has already been improved with a marquee.
They’re changing and regularizing already. A few more from earlier in the month, starting with Atlantic Avenue Middle Eastern classics:
These two from different ends of my extended neighborhood: Red Hook and Gowanus.
Jaunty blue umbrellas at President and Court, and a rather more raucous use of the same blue at Smith and Sackett.
A few more I happened to see last evening. First is actually an action view of one I showed, empty, yesterday, the Longshoreman bar just a block from my house, on Columbia Street. Kind of a horse-country vibe with the white cross-gate fences and the potted plants.
Then a few from Court Street, heading south. You can see that the Frankies folks have colonized a long stretch of the block with an aggressively rough-hewn look, right opposite the smaller red-framed and -topped space.
And more along Court. This first one has country-house detailing, for those of us taking our summer vacation on asphalt. The benches let them use the sidewalk too.
I’m interested in the ad hoc, quickly installed enclosures local restaurants have made to set up tables and chairs in the road, while indoor dining is still forbidden and presumably while and when it is restricted. The program, called Open Restaurants, allows a restaurant to claim space on the sidewalk, if it’s wide enough, or in the public road. (The program is run by the NYC Department of Transportation; the description is here. Restaurants do have to submit an application, but they’re allowed to certify themselves without inspection.) I am sure that within a few months these will be professionalized; I hear that the Upper East Side ones are already fancy. I saw these on a walk through Carroll Gardens, along Smith Street to Atlantic, west on Atlantic and back home—nothing scientific, just a slightly extended neighborhood stroll.