Showing posts with label karl fischer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label karl fischer. Show all posts

15 August 2008

Some Stuff About Public Enemies


Former Deputy Mayor Dan Doctoroff, who is still on the City payroll, thinks his business is not our business.

The machine behind the corrupt Willets Point eminent domain movement shows its utter contempt for the people. And tell-it-like-it-is Council Member Hiram Monserrate shows his utter contempt for the people behind the movement.

Bloomberg appoints a new Building Commissioner, which is sort of like the fox appointed a new hen-house guard. The paper lion this time is named Robert D. LiMandri.

Crapitect Karl Fischer builds a lot of crapitecture, and most it in the same areas, Greenpoint and Williamburg, making them crapi-neighborhoods.

But Gerald Caliendo, an architect based in Queens, is more crapilicious. He build 1,604 pieces of junk in under 7 years.

11 June 2008

Some Stuff That's Interesting


Karl Fisher might look better covered in ivy.

One of the holdout landlords in Manhattanville who wouldn't sell to Columbia gives in. Of course they did.

Petrosino Square is going to get a makeover.

Ed Levine went to Barney Greengrass for the 1908 prices and did what I would have done.

Ward Bakery rubble.

07 February 2008

Some Stuff That's Frustrating

That Karl Fischer building on Luquer Street that I've hated since I saw the rendering keeps getting bigger.

Schnack is closing and we ain't surprised. I'm not happy about it, but the place has been deserted of customers for months, and any restaurant that loses its liquor license and doesn't seem to mind isn't going to last long. Another bad sign for rosy future predicted for Red Hook simply isn't gonna happen.

Kellogg's Diner, which to me has always said "unironic Williamsburg," is soon to be defiled.

19 May 2006

Luquer, Mom: No Scruples

On a recent sunny day in Carroll Gardens, apparently, some savvy development dudes looked around while wolfing down their cannoli and gasped, "Oh, my God! There's nothing in this jerk neighborhood over five stories tall! These losers need help!"

Soon, to the rescue, came hack architect Karl Fischer, and in a flash low-key Luquer Street had something to look forward to: an 11-story luxury condo tower. Thank God! If it weren't for opportunistic geniuses like these guys, Brooklyn would just be stuck with row after row of beautiful Brownstones. Whew!

You can see the Luquer project on the Fischer website www.kfarchitect.com. It's under the "News: upcoming projects" heading, where your find a long list of coming attractions. Click on a few others and you'll have to restrain yourself from rocketing down the stairs with a kitchen knife to find this sonovabitch Fischer before he defiles another corner of our city with a crapload of uninspired, hyper-ugly metal and glass.

This is the same development, by the way, that has made Luquer Street Rat Heaven ever since workers broke ground and released the rodents from hell. Hey, rats know their kind when they see 'em. You can't blame them for coming up and saying hi.