This weekend, amongst going to both a La Chandaluer party (an obscure french holiday on which you must eat crepes and hold a coin while flipping a crepe in the pan to ensure good luck) and a Groundhog day party on the same day, Siobhan and I got slightly lost in queens and ended up at a place called Willets Point. It is right near the new Mets stadium and is like walking thru a third world country where they only sell auto parts. There is little paving and there seems to be no sewers, or only sewers clogged with giant sections of large trees. I didn't take many pics of the gentlemen selling used auto parts as that seemed intrusive and slightly foolhardy, but i did get a selection of other images i hope you enjoy.
No we did not eat here tho i hear from birds that the mexican/south/central american food around this neighborhood is the real deal.
The pictures are in no particular order
(top) many places flew flags of origin of the owners. this place i think was owned by americans.
(below)love that drop shadow!
the city is really up on keeping the streets and sewers here operational...
There were some monster trees around here, in defiance of the insane amount of pollution. Siobhan says they are London Plane Trees.
more handpainted fonts goodness
the view from the 7 train.
After that we went to Adam and Jessies house to watch the Patriots become, finally, defeated. But there were spicy brownies and commercials with dogs so the day must be called good.
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