Every Sunday, M.B. and I look forward to seeing our favorite Brooklyn neighbor, Gabriel Byrne (ok I definitely look forward to it way more than M.B.). He frequents a local coffee shop with his g.f. and I just love that we are all "regulars" reading our papers together. A few weeks ago, I was sitting with my back to him and heard another patron approach his table. Right away I knew that it was going to end badly. This rude man basically told him that he's selling his home and asked Mr. Byrne to help him, possibly one of his "LA friends" needed to buy a place. Since then, we have not seen him at the coffee shop. It may be unrelated but I blame the rude guy.
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Monday, April 6, 2009
Brooklyn Neighbor Byrne-d
Every Sunday, M.B. and I look forward to seeing our favorite Brooklyn neighbor, Gabriel Byrne (ok I definitely look forward to it way more than M.B.). He frequents a local coffee shop with his g.f. and I just love that we are all "regulars" reading our papers together. A few weeks ago, I was sitting with my back to him and heard another patron approach his table. Right away I knew that it was going to end badly. This rude man basically told him that he's selling his home and asked Mr. Byrne to help him, possibly one of his "LA friends" needed to buy a place. Since then, we have not seen him at the coffee shop. It may be unrelated but I blame the rude guy.
Monday, May 12, 2008
House Tour
This weekend M.B. and I toured the neighborhood. We went to the annual Brooklyn Heights House Tour. The homes were lovely and it was nice way to spend a Saturday. Some of the people policing the tour (and yes policing is exactly what they did) were crazy rude. The houses were filled to capacity and it was at times difficult to get through the homes because there were so many of them 'working'. There was one in every room (and it seemed like 12 in the entrance) and when we walked into the rooms, they looked at us like we were criminals, as though we may steal something from the children's room or use the bathroom. I was hissed at for taking a photo even though it was from the street, something anyone is allowed to do!
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