The attorneys at Weidenbaum & Harari, LLP have helped customers and clients of Curlew New York close multiple real estate transactions. We are grateful their work, and are honored to include one article from their "TimeLines Series," which provides introductions to many of the steps that buyers and sellers move through in order to purchase or sell a home in New York City.
The article below, "Cooperative Closings: The Board Approval Process," should give buyers an initial glimpse into what to expect when purchasing a cooperative apartment, and more specifically, when moving through the board approval process.
It's Dumbo, so there's mystery behind every building. One that's caught our attention is 181 Front Street. When you step off of the F Train at York Street, or stand at Jay Street, just after Sands, and start walking toward the East River, in the great distance, just beyond the vacant lot that’s 85 Jay Street, you'll see the red sign with white text: "181FrontStreet.com 1-3 bedroom rentals."
The building’s website keeps its cards close to its vest: offering a rendering of the building's front entrance; one shot of an apartment's interior (which includes a glimpse at a balcony that appears to face east, and look out over Downtown Brooklyn); one of the lobby (featuring a man in a slim brown suit, looking dashing and ready to assist with anything that you or your guests might need); and one rendering of the roof deck at dusk (don't miss the bouquet of flowers placed with precision in the very center of the trim metallic table that accompanies the plush white couches, on which residents will...
What a special night to be a Dumbonian, the first evening of Dumbo's first Oktoberfest! Things kicked off with Melina and the Oompahs providing the quick and celebratory German tunes. A man wrapped within a large white tuba stood and played almost all evening to Melina's right, anchoring the band, and playing in tune and in time with Melina's melodic and enthusiastic voice.
If you speak German, you knew exactly what she was saying. And if not, you felt and enjoyed the drums pressing into the cobblestoned streets below all the same. Like any festival, the music made the difference. Men and women presenting their best afterwork faces and dressed in their finest early autumn gear made their way around the archway all evening, carrying around beers that had been poured into mugs with Dumbo gently emblazoned diagonally across the side.
Pretzels, sausages, and accompanying sauerkraut made more than a few cameos. And while some of the picnic tables held only one...
The year was 1997. Cameron Crowe was watching a Spanish film that he wouldn't be able to get out of his mind, Abre Los Ojos. He felt deeply connected to the film. And at some point, he felt inspired enough to direct an American adaptation. Thus Vanilla Sky was born.
Where Abre Los Ojos is dialed back and subtle, Vanilla Sky is fully-charged and pulsating. The soundtrack itself takes listeners through an array of rhythms, speeds, and emotions. Be it the Chemical Brothers inviting you to ask yourself, "Where Do I Begin," Leftfield driving the rhythms of "Afrika Shoxx," through your ear dreams (and maybe your soul), Peter Gabriel helping you move your feet alongside the beating drums that crescendo toward the end of "Solisbury Hill," or the Red House Painters slowing things down and asking, "Have You Forgotten How to Love Yourself?" there's plenty to soak in and enjoy.
Where Abre Los Ojos is set in Madrid, Vanilla Sky makes New York City circa 2000 its home. With New York City providing t...
The first time I went to Henry Street Ale House I went in without expectations. I knew I would order a non-alcoholic beer. I didn’t know much else. Hailing from Indianapolis, then spending three years in Des Moines for law school, and all the while always feeling a strong draw toward New York City, my taste in bars varies quite a bit. Indianapolis and Des Moines taught me about dive bars, and the classic and not so smooth taste of a great Miller High Life.
When I think of these places, I hear Pink Floyd’s Shine on You Crazy Diamond and Rush’s Time Stand Still playing in the background. There’s an innocence but also a great amount of energy and depth that’s held within these places. And thankfully, there’s probably a hundred or more great ones all throughout New York. The dive bars, the hole in the walls, for me, those felt like down-home places. Places where people who weren’t all that interested in being charismatic or precise would sit down and have a drink.