This post from one Greenpoint Henry to another was found via Craigslist:
From one Henry to another Henry – m4w (New York)
My name is Henry. I live in Greenpoint, off the G train.
I am looking for a man named Henry who is in love with a woman named Samantha.
“Henry and Samantha 4ever.” I see it written on subway posters. I see it written on formerly wet cement.
I even found it printed on a deflated heart shaped balloon the day after valentines day.
Look, I am happy for you Henry and I know that your Samantha is not my Samantha.
But, my Samantha left years ago and soon the MTA replaced all of our “Henry and Samantha 4ever” posters.
The bathroom walls were over crowded with hate talk and our declarations were written over.
It strange for me to see a new “Henry and Samantha 4 ever” taking over the neighborhood.
I hope you are both happy but please keep it to yourselves.
Love. It’s such a powerful emotion that shapes so many facets of our lives. From romance and sparks to deep friendship and compassion, there are all types of love that color our experiences and emotions. From meeting your main hang or your best friends in a bar on Franklin Street, or just falling in love with your neighborhood.
That being said, we want your poetry, Greenpointers. Some of us might have fallen in love once, or maybe we’re falling in love several times a day. No matter what your experience is, it’s time to send us your musings.
The winner of our poetry contest will be published on Greenpointers on Valentine’s Day. So, creative scribes: send us your best lines and stanzas about love and Greenpoint.
Want to submit to us? Read the guidelines below and send your poem via the Google Form.
The psalm says the Lord is our shepherd, and nobody seemed to know it better this week than the abandoned billy goat who took shelter under the steps of the Russian Orthodox Cathedral of the Transfiguration on North 12th and Driggs. Officer Jamar Ferguson, newly-dubbed official goatherd of the 94th Precinct, corralled the freelance goat into a cage and named him “Lil’ Ferg.” Continue reading
Ever stumble into a café on a Tuesday morning with a dozen people plugging away on their laptops and wonder, “What are you all doing and working on?” If you said “yes,” you’re not alone. And right here in Greenpoint, you may be surprised to know that a podcast is being produced right across the table from you.
No matter what your interests or where you are in the world, the topic of love is universal. For many, it’s a question with an ongoing search for an answer—and a subject that rarely has a single point of view. Australian native Essie Zar explores perspectives on and experiences of love with those from all walks of life through her podcast Essie’s Hour of Love, produced and broadcasted right from her Greenpoint ‘shack d’amour’ a.k.a flat—a.k.a apartment—on Driggs Avenue. From other fellow podcasters, to childhood friends, to strangers along her path, Essie focuses on the identities of her subjects and their individualized, unique journeys in love and life. While her interviewees talk about things like fairytale endings, headstrong partnerships or the balance between the head and the heart, Essie’s intuition always leads her to capture their most vulnerable stories. We interviewed Essie and her team finding out how they got started, where they are now and how Greenpoint has played a part in not only the podcast’s production but also in their lives. Continue reading
“Online dating can work,” insists Kelly Brixi, heroine of Kim Masson’s debut novel, Craig’s List Chronicles: byte-size tales. “I know a girl who met her husband that way. When they got married, they gave out little chocolate computers as gifts.” The year is 2000, and Kelly is heading off to a blind date at the Met. She runs through the safety precautions with her best friend and hopes for the best, at least when it comes to looks, because she’s never seen her date before.
“Back then, Craigslist did not have pictures,” explains Masson (because I was born in the late ’80s and have no memory of those times), “blind dates were true blind dates.”
We’re sitting outside at Baoburg, where a few diners are bent determinedly over their phones, and I turn my microphone app on, slide it across the table, and begin asking Masson the hard questions about writing your first novel, indie publishing, and meeting the love of your life online. Continue reading
This past Sunday, Greenpoint metal bar St. Vitus hosted Speed Metal Dating. Two ladies on our Greenpointers staff went to check it out and potentially meet the metal men of their dreams (or nightmares?). Here are their stories. Continue reading
It’s you’re every Friday after work happy hour at Broken Land and that hit-the-spot Pina Colada (yes, Tiki drinks are in) is mixing with that it’s the weekend feeling. The last of your crew arrives and the plan is to grab a slice at Franklin Pizza then head to 67 West to check out a few openings.
As you sprinkle the garlic power onto your slice (too much garlic powder) and begin to set it down on the counter, you instead put it into the hands of a stranger – a smoking hot stranger. You lock eyes for a moment. You both seem to understand each other’s mutual love for late night garlic breath make out sessions. (There aren’t many of you.) You think I may have met “the one.” You get tunnel vision and can see the entire universe expanding before your eyes. Then someone grabs your arm abruptly and drags you onto Franklin St.
“Eat and walk. Eat and walk,” your friend says.
“But…” you say as you look back at “the one” while shoving the slice into your mouth.
“Did that Pina Colada go to your head?” your friend says, “Back to reality.”
At the Fowler opening, the show statement for “Life of the Party” seems to have a message in it specifically for you. “Everyone wants to be the life of the party, but most of us also grapple with the need to be apart from the group, either in search of solitude or for the purpose of breaking new ground …”
You look around and realize you know every single person in the room – dated a few of them, even. This is reality. This is why you aren’t meeting new people. It isn’t your garlic breath that is holding you back, it’s that you travel with the same circle of friends to the same places. They are great people, but you long for new connections. You came to NYC to meet new people, but where is everybody? It seems like everyone is running around as busy as you and even when those magical moments happen, you are torn away.
Garlic dream lover wasn’t a random subway creep or an online fling but a real person and you want to reconnect – but how? Of course, there is an app for that.
Happn, a new app created in Paris, helps you meet people you’ve chanced upon in real life, be it at Transmitter Park while admiring the skyline, digging through vinyl at Record Grouch or eating a Donut Ice Cream Sandwich at Peter Pan (yes, heaven).
It uses your smartphone’s GPS to locate potential matches, real people who may be into the same things you are. Whenever you crosses someone’s path who also uses the app, his or her profile is added to the top of your feed.
If you’re interested you tap on the profile and start interacting with a simple “like” or a self-assured “charm.” If there is a mutual match in “likes,” you can start chatting. The interactions are based on reciprocity, and you will not receive messages from someone you’re not interested in.
Happn is safe and confidential. Your location is not saved and remains completely invisible to other members (only the position of where two people have passed each other is registered). Happn will never post anything on your Facebook feed, and if a profile no longer interests you, you can decide to never cross paths again. If only it was that simple in real life! You can report any unwanted behavior or block a profile by flagging it.
The app is already really popular in Europe, and you can use it when you travel! It is works on iPhones and Androids. Open it everyday to see a world of potential matches in Greenpoint or beyond. Reconnecting was hard to do, but not anymore with Happn.
Sponsored post courtesy of Happn.
It’s a momentous day for Greenpointers. Today we bring you the outcome of our first ever Love Bites in Greenpoint blind date!!
This week’s couple are Dean, 34 and Bryony, 27. We hand-picked them from dozens of applicants and we’re mighty glad we chose them to start the series off because it turns out they are both awesome!
The pair met for their blind date at Adelina’s (159 Greenpoint Ave), our favorite local Italian. The wine was free-flowing and the food was to die for but, at the end of the evening, was there romance in the air? Continue reading
Dear readers – we’re excited to announce the launch of our new Greenpoint matchmaking series, Love Bites! Inspired by similar efforts by The Boston Globe Magazine and The Guardian, we’re partnering with some of your favorite neighborhood restaurants and bars to set up complimentary dates for Greenpointers who want to meet someone new. Here’s how it’ll work:
1) Submit your information to us via the form below – include a photo to help us get to know you. Continue reading