Tag Archives: Vanishing New York

Remembering Stingy Lulu’s

Part of why I chose to live in Brooklyn was to start fresh. To avoid walking past this building or that and think “oh, that used to be…”

But nostalgia comes anyway. Sometimes because I go looking for it. Case in point: Stingy Lulu’s. It was my spot.

Via Vanishing New York

I hung out there a ton circa 1995-97. My good friend S, who I knew from college, and I went there often, usually weekly. We got to know one of the staff members pretty well, Harlow. She was probably the first transgender person I had gotten to know. Her vulnerability was apparent, as was her humor.

S and I were 21, 22. I usually drank a cocktail with pureed strawberries and cheap Champagne. It all seemed so exotic then. I’m trying to find a more original way to say “the world was our oyster” but right now, I can’t. It fits.

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The old neighborhood

I lived in Greenwich Village for two years – 1999-2001. That’s where I was on September 11, in fact.

I left, moving to DC, just as things were starting to change rapidly. The website Vanishing New York has an excellent summary.

Are cupcakes to blame or is this just the nature of New York?

Via lovescool.com

I’m glad to say a few of my old hangouts are still in business including Po and Bar Pitti. And further to the east, Swift.