I live in Red Hook, a couple blocks from the water, in one of those mammoth brick buildings that used to be a school. When I ...

If Cobble Hill thought losing their hospital was bad – they ain’t seen nothin’ yet. The crowd gasped at this rendering, which shows Pacific Street extended from Henry to Hicks. A crew of well dressed ...

Last month, I wrote about the recent Brooklyn Dems’ County Committee meeting, and related antics and fiascos, but one cannot understand where we are, and where we may go, without understanding where ...

A concrete recycling plant opened up along the Columbia Street waterfront earlier this year, raising concerns among some residents in the neighborhood and nearby Cobble Hill. The plant, located by the ...

Did you go on any trips this summer? Traveling has many benefits. You might interact with different people, learn a new language, and discover things about another culture’s values. Whenever you go ...

Since our first issue, exactly 14 years ago this month, the Star-Revue has been actively reporting on the waterfront. A special report in our September 2010 edition described the Columbia Street piers ...

Since 1996, the Swift Folder – the internationally renowned folding bicycle – has assisted New Yorkers whose complicated commutes typically feature some combination of walk-up apartments, crowded ...

Much in the same way as the madeleines that Proust wrote about so many years ago would involuntarily conjure memories from a single bite, hearing video game melodies takes me back to the safety of my ...

This morning I enjoyed a special benefit of my impersonation of an art critic when I attended the press opening of the Brooklyn Museum’s 200 Anniversary Celebration exhibitions, “The Brooklyn Artists ...

The day before election day, when a good number (at least in the context of this year) of the City’s electorate had already cast early votes, I was awakened by a call from my fellow election law ...

All major European tourist destination are filled with German tourists. Not young ones, but mostly the elderly, in groups, walking the streets slowly, driven by their guide talking to them through ...

“I want an uplifting story this time!” George bellowed. “None of that death and gloom you usually dish out. We got enough of that these days.” My mind raced. Uplifting? Hmmm…“How about a nice local ...