Omiya Sushi

 

Located right off the R train on 4th between 86th and 87th, this hole in the wall provides the essentials needed in NewYork–sushi, cheap and fast. Now you might think those terms shouldn’t go together, but believe-you-me, when we say “cheap” we really just mean permanently discounted, as their menus shows a special price of $2.50 for all regular hand and cut rolls. That’s right–ALL. From your Cucumber Roll to your Shrimp Tempura, and they even offer Judochop’s favorite: Spicy Yellowtail. And each one is only $2.50. Simply great.





Another discount is that all specialty rolls are buy one get one free. There is a wide variety of these rolls listed, and there are at least 2 new rolls a week! In fact, a new menu was introduced last spring (around fashion week, we noted) including such delicacies as the Sexy Roll and the YSL roll. But for the truly dedicated sushi lover, try out Omiya’s boat platters. Offered in a range of sizes, these massive orders can feed a whole family or just one very hungry individual. These are definitely not for the faint of heart.





The interior is minimal with the usual Japanese decor while the service is quite impressive. It’s nice to eat-in as you get green tea for free (notice a trend yet?) and the presentation of the entrees is lovely. The sake is served with a slice of cucumber, which makes a particularly refreshing drink. During the cold months it’s so great getting to-go. Sometimes we’ll get 10 rolls for just two of us (splurging on $2.50 rolls never hurt anyone–and this way we found out the Sandwich Roll is B.S.!!) and it literally takes them 6 minutes to bring us everything wrapped up tightly and secure for the walk home, with plenty of wasabi, ginger and soy sauce dippers.

What lacks in price certainly makes up for in taste, and we don’t know about you but that’s a fine trade for us. We could go on and on (like we do) and tell you about our experiences with this excellent establishment, but how about you tell us what you think? It’s gonna cost you at least $1–oh yeah, the final discount–for a piece of sashimi. And if you can’t afford that, then how are you online? Punk!

Omiya Sushi Restaurant
8618 4th Ave,
Brooklyn, NY
Phone: 718-748-1977

 

Everyone Okay?

“What a hellacious commute,” I overheard in NY.

I guess it was a bad 3-hour trip into work, but what saddens the BRBs more is the damage of our beloved neighborhood–

We hope everyone is alright and that the trees (and homes) grow back more beautiful than ever.

 

To live in Bay Ridge or not…

AMNY –City Living: Bay Ridge. A reason to visit on the weekends or stay permanently.

However, our wonderful neighborhood wasn’t always subject to thumbs-uppiness as seen in this NYTimes article [from July 26, 1987 mind you] titled–If You’re Thinking of Living in Bay Ridge.

The Times answer? Don’t.

What are your experiences (i.e. plus/minuses) that might be useful for these journalists?

 

Ice Cream Dreams Come True

After receiving an ice cream maker for wedding present, most people would decide to take that friend off their top 12. Not Scott and Kim Myles. These two have turned lemons into, well, you knew that joke was coming.

Now here’s the part YOU’ll care about– BAY RIDGE ICE CREAM.

Actually the Myles’ brand 5 Boroughs Ice Cream, claiming “One city, a world of flavors,” definitely has a plethora of them: Rich White Vanilla, Mangodesh, NYPB, Amaretto Amore, Bakla-Wha?!, Cha Cha Chocolate, Landfill, and SoHo. Most can guess which tastes are of which neighborhoods (I’m still cracking up at Astoria’s flavor, where the creators reside) but I never expected to stumble upon our humble neck of the woods with Amaretto. What do you think?

xox, jud0ch0p

Thanks Gothamist for being the god of NYC information yet again. Great interview!

 

Funsies from Toothpaste for Dinner

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I don’t wanna!! YOU DO IT…

 

New Pictures for Spring~Luvin!

Eating Crocus

It’s that time of year again…when the weather jerks us around like a 5-year-old boy with severe ADD, or something day-time hooker something something (apologies. “Earl” was too good last night.)

But it’s amazing how every once in a while nature starts up without notice and it’s such a lovely surprise that we can’t stop recording it digitally. Check out the PIX page for more

or our flickr–>

xox
jud0ch0p

 

And I wondered why my rent was so cheap…

I knew it was only a matter of time before I figured out why. No cockroaches, no rats…but one of the guys I live with did point out that he’d walked past the waste treatment plant one day, and it happens to be about a block and a half away from where we’re living. The guys were concerned that it might smell, and expressed this to me. All I could do was laugh and tell them, “Wait until the middle of July when it’s been hot and humid and the streets piled with garbage for a day or two. You won’t even be able to notice the smell from the treatment plant because all of NYC will already smell like a giant, rotting fart.”

Speaking of farts and New York City, my younger brother came to visit me last summer and said, “You know why New York City is great?” (My god, I could only imagine…) “This place smells so bad you can fart anywhere you want to in public and nobody knows it’s you.”

Ah, boys.  He still had a really good point. One I think many people take for granted in this town.

Anyway, apparently the smell from the plant itself in the summertime is known to trigger bouts of nausia and general whiny malase, according to the article in the Bay Ridge Courier I came across today. They have plans to put lids with carbon filters on the tops of the open air waste containers  – ala a gigantic kitty litter bin. Nice idea.

In the meantime I imagine I’ll be conducting my own smell test once the weather starts co-operating and I can leave my windows open during the day (whenever that is going to finally happen). You’ll know whether or not the fumes are toxic if my roomates find me dead on the floor.

 

St. Patrick’s Parade in Bay Ridge

Yes, we all know it’s a week after St. Patrick’s Day. That’s why the organizers of the parade were so careful to edit out the word “day.” This is St. Patrick’s parade!
(Our theory: St. Patrick’s Day threatened to sue for copyright infringement.)

The bagpipes were out in full force, as was to be expected. We really enjoy hearing familiar songs on the bagpipes. It’s like a whole new song! Plus, who doesn’t love a sea of men in skirts!

 

Howdy, Neighborinos!

I’ll keep this short and sweet to spare you all the late-night boring details but I’m little miss KustomKitten, the newest addition to the blogging bunch of Bay Ridge Bitches, and delighted to be so! I moved to the Ridge a mere month ago and have fallen head over heels in love, hence the invitation to share my amorous local feelings with all of you!

I promise [raising right hand] that all of my future blogs will be at least 1.5 times more entertaining than this one.

Apparently, the rest of the broad-brood here roost in the more southern part of the Ridge, from what I’ve learned from previous conversation, anyway. My little hen-house is all the way up here in the mid 60’s off 3rd Ave., and so I will have to try my darndest to find the best of the best up here by my nest.

Wow, the fowl-based-analogies totally have to stop here. I’m getting embarrassed for myself.

(That’s a picture from the Shore Promenade bike/walk path down along the river. It begins about two blocks away from me. It’s great to live so close to this because I’m a long-time bicycle commuter – not to Manhattan anymore though, obviously – and my bike is like my really awesome second set of legs.)

Anywho, I’ll leave you with the first of many places I am already addicted to here in my neck-’o-the woods: The Family Store (6905 3rd Ave., Brooklyn, NY 11209 – for all you Google mappers). It’s this great little place that has home-made Mediterranean cuisine of all kinds and lots of nuts, grains, dried fruits and spices in bulk. They have killer home-made yogurt as well, which is far better for you than anything you can buy at the regular – boring – grocery store. They don’t currently have any kind of website that I could hunt down, but if you want more info just give them a call: (718) 748-0207. Everyone there was super friendly to me!

PS – I’m also somewhat of a nutrition nut.

Alright, that’s enough of nothingness for now. I was going to rave about my favorite organic food store on 3rd Ave. called the Apple Tree (somewhere around 82nd or 83rd street, I believe), but I’ll save that for another time. Here’s a tidbit, though: they are, so far, the only place I can find that sells pre-made Seitan. And if you don’t know what that is, who cares, you should still shop for your groceries at the Apple Tree anyway. If you don’t and they go out of business, I blame all of you for my inevitable depression.

Cheers!!!

 

Funniest poll I’ve seen in a while

Not that this has ANYthing to do with Bay Ridge as a whole, I thought y’all [yes that's the Texas in me coming out] might enjoy the subject matter, as we all have dwellings with showers that develop soap scum.

Thanks Apartment Therapy for making me feel I’m not alone in my abhoration for this product.

~xox