Thursday, September 13, 2007

The Red Hook Red Hook

It's plush, red and at least 15 feet tall. In excellent condition. You can buy it for $1200 at the Atlantis...Found second hand store. The boy at the store told me it was made for his mom to ride during the Mermaid Parade. Something tells me she was dressed as a mermaid.

I keep getting hook confused with anchor, just because they're both metal things with barbs that get submerged in water. Clarification came at The Hope and Anchor Diner, next door, which serves delicious food and sells a Brooklyn T-shirt with an anchor on it, which appealed to me but I didn't buy because I don't want any tank tops right now. I really coveted the Red Hook mermaid shirt but didn't buy it because I spent my daily allowance on Reiki. My favorite part of the diner was the wallpaper in the bathroom. So so salty. Their sign was covered by scaffolding and I missed seeing it. Because I love the words hope and anchor, presented separately or combined.

The lemon sauce the fried calamari comes with at Hope and Anchor is in itself worth the visit. If you go, I hope you aren't subject to the displays of road rage we experienced on the corner of Wolcott and Van Brundt, which was a drag. Is that where the red in Red Hook comes from? Or is the temptestuousness driven in by Fairway shoppers? How will things go when Ikea opens its doors?

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