The Last Krawl. We find ourselves far up north, around 46th Street, and far out west, on 11th Avenue, on the shores near the Hudson River. On Death Avenue in Hell’s Kitchen. The “far up” and “far out” are according to an 1868 map. Today, this is in a gentrifying Midtown. Patrick Crowley opened the... Continue Reading →
Legends From The Streets of The Kitchen…
We have a secret to share. Our neighborhood has a sketchy past. We have heard bits and pieces since arriving in Hell’s Kitchen last March, so we set out to do some detective work and separate fact from lore. Our best source was New York Times, 2007. There were stories of gangsters and gang wars,... Continue Reading →