Mirrors on Grand Av

Damn, so yesterday was hectic (if you were ducking shots on Fulton St) but didn't it just look beautiful out? Well today we get the funk wetness complete with megaton bombastic thunderclaps that make me wish I could see through clouds.

But enough about that, what I've been meaning to post is that two sundays past I was wandering around as I do on sundays and I saw a sign for ¢25 wings and cheap beer. So considering where they economy is headed I took it as sign of what I should get used to and walked in.

The place was Mirrors, on Grand (btw Clifton and Lafayette, Clinton Hill/BedStuy), the occasion was football watching, and the beer and wings were satisfying beyond their price points. According to the bartender the place has been open most of the year, and official since Aug.

Mirrors has the potential to be a cool lounge on sunday afternoons. I've passed by in the evening and it has a good crowd, but that sunday of two weeks ago was light. The game however was cool, flat-screen plasma crystal clear, Giants beat the Niners and the crispy wings beat the bar-b-que wings, I prefer salty to sweet.

I told a few peeps about the spot and happy to report last sunday the crowd was three times larger, but still there was room for more and wings to spare.

Anybody got an opinion of Mirrors?

photos whenever it stops raining.

Breaking News: Anything IS possibleNY Giants Super Bowl Champs

(Photo Credit: Chris O'Meara / Gene Puskar / Associated Press)

The Super Bowl Champ NY Football Giants will be spoken of a thousand times before I finish this posting.
For those who cared to watch the game, it was at times, pure electric. I loved it as I think any New Yorker should and I accept the doubts I will attract when I say I never doubted them.

But for those of you reading this I'd like to offer you a moment unseen by the millions that happened beyond the field of Glendale, Arizona. This is was my highlight straight outta Brooklyn USA.

Ya see, I was lucky enough to be invited to a massive and annual Super Bowl party thanks to Dana, Shay and Des (as well as thanks to true blue Giant fan Leigh for introducing them to me last year) and the crowd seemed only %66 in favor of the Giants, which shocked me. And I don't know what this meant but a large number of the Patriot fans seemed to be women.

Except for one brother, one excited and vocal brother.

Late in the game the Patriots scored which put them in the lead which for some, seemed to be the setup to impending victory. That was when that (almost) lone Patriot fan who had been a one man pep squad all game, leaped into a boisterous rant, going as far at one point to insist that we all, each of us, shake his hand like men after the upcoming Giant loss.

That was his retort you see, because minutes earlier the Giants had scored what seemed to be their winning touchdown. At that time, that Giant touchdown was their first after a long period on non scoring, and it motivated all the New York fans in attendance to leap to our feet, hugging, celebrating, whooting, hollering and spontaneously breaking into that now well known political chant of "Yes We Can!" "Yes We Can!" We must have chanted for a minute solid. From my perspective, there was a whimsical glance passed from fan to fan, each of us soaked in hyperactive joy.

So yes, as mentioned the Pats did score again, and as you know the Giants did as well, winning the game. But for me that moment of celebration in that Giant room with Giant screen TVs and excited Giant Fans of various and even dark and lovely shades chanting "Yes We Can!" felt like victory and was a moment I'll remember just as much as the game.

After all if the Giants could win, anything could happen.