Your two main sandwich bread options at a typical New York corner deli: hero (sub roll) and roll (kaiser roll). I guess that makes the roll an antihero.
I can't believe it's taken me this long to find a second one of these. I must have obliviously passed by several others. Nonetheless, the search continues...
This centerpiece of an otherwise empty lot was formed more than a billion years ago.
Mount Horeb is a congregation of black Jews, or Hebrew Israelites, formerly led by Rabbi Hailu Paris.
After photographing this wall in bewilderment, I turned around to find four gnarly-looking dudes dressed in leather sitting outside a building across the street. All appearances to the contrary (including the swastikas), the guy I talked to (wearing a backwards baseball cap in the fifth image of this slide show) was actually quite friendly. He and his comrades are members of the Ching-a-Ling Nomads motorcycle club, an offshoot of a 60s-era Puerto Rican street gang.
The owner of a former — you guessed it — Chevy dealership on Fordham Road, he was apparently one of the first business owners to appear in his own TV commercials, paving the way for brilliant salesmen like these.
at the Inwood sanitation yard. I talked to a guy who said they've been out of use since at least the '80s, when he started working here. You can tell there's some garbage around, though, by the number of seagulls flying overhead.
Even a little patch of rocks on an industrial waterfront can feel like home. This is only about seven blocks north of another recreational hot spot.
On the wall of the Kingsbridge Depot. Take a closer look.
The automobile may have claimed dominion over most of our fair city's roadways, but there is still one thoroughfare where the pedestrian reigns supreme: the step street!
One of many hard-working felines protecting New York's potato chips from thieving rodents
It's not a utility wire, but the judges have decided to allow it anyway. Bad news for Elm Place!
You can see one of those Chinese kousa dogwoods in the upper right. You may also be able to make out the name of Bruce Reynolds, the honoree of the previous 9/11 memorial (located just across the street), in the list of fallen heroes.
A reminder of the mansion that once stood here in Isham Park. The companion bench reads "In that mansion used to be / Free hearted hospitality".
This stretch of sidewalk is full of them, with many different designs and types of flowers. An impressive feat!
The front door is at street level. This photo gives you a better perspective on the hill.
He can get all the crumbs he wants with that kind of loot.
A surprising diversity of poster ads — you usually see several of the same ones in a row.
This entrance to the 191st Street station leads to a three-block-long tunnel that runs horizontally through the side of a hill. By the time you reach the train platform, there's 180 feet of rock separating you from the streets above you, making this the deepest station in the subway system. (Believe it or not, the next station to the north, Dyckman Street, is above ground; the hill atop this station drops off quite abruptly as you head north.)
In 1947, Victor Hess — a professor at Fordham University in the Bronx who won the Nobel Prize in Physics for his discovery of cosmic rays — needed to find a convenient location "to carry out experiments on the radiation emitted from rocks at a location well protected from cosmic rays." He asked the Board of Transportation if he could conduct his experiments in the 191st Street station, its depth inside the hill preventing the vast majority of cosmic rays from reaching it. While he didn't end up using this station, he did set up shop in the nearby 190th Street station on the A line, which is also buried deep inside a cliff, about 160 feet below ground.
This is the three-block-long passageway that leads to the train platforms. I made an animated GIF of my progress through it.
