From a tipster today: Cafe Le Figaro on Bleecker is closed. "As of today," it's gone, she writes, "I have it on very good authority [a resident in the building] that the building's owners have leased the back space (on MacDougal) to a bank (of course) and they're looking for a new restaurant in front." This will be the second time in history Figaro has shuttered (1969-1975). Maybe we'll get a Blimpie's again. *Update: Eater just confirmed with a snapshot of owners' "geart [sic] feeling of bereft."
The "fallen masters of the universe" on Wall Street are drinking more, tipping less, and generally bummed out. Awww. [NYO]
They're selling their multi-million-dollar condos using sidewalk chalkboards, too. Right next to "rabbits for sale: good eatin"? [Gothamist]
The rich are freaking out because they're now only filthy rich instead of disgustingly rich. What will the fallout be? Well, the Joneses might get even more aggressive towards mom-and-pops, terrified of decreasing property values. But a more hopeful prediction? The return of pubic hair. In the article, it says women (and men) aren't visiting the J Sisters as much as they used to. What they don't say is that the J Sisters are famous for their Brazilian wax. So this recession might mean: Bye-bye landing strip and welcome back bush (lowercase b, of course)! [Times]
And yet, the luxury brands keep rolling out crazy-expensive toys like $5,000 cell phones. [WSJ]
Speaking of bush, flashback to the golden age of New York sex. Who knew TV in the 1970s showed commercials for brothels and porno movies? [EV Grieve]
Speaking of sex, one fan of sex and the city skewers Sex and the City--and I quote: "Idiotic, superficial Carrie; stuck-up, naggy perfectionist Charlotte; cold, ruthless Miranda and bitter, narcissisitic Samantha. The worst part is that these women have spawned a new generation of materialistic empty-headed women." [Jezebel] via [Gothamist]