Well, you never know what’s going to happen around here in Greenwich Village.
According to the New York Post’s Jennifer Gould Keil, Julia Roberts is moving in across the street from me.
Yes, she’s bought the penthouse in the only big
apartment house, a neo modern structure that replaced, many decades ago, a famous artists studio.
I’m thinking of putting a sign on our roof: “Welcome, Pretty Woman!”
As such, Julia comes to a block that has gone from shabby chic 30 years to ago to abundantly well to do. When she moves in, we’ll send her a cake from the Jefferson Market, and introduce her to the guys at Jerri’s Dry Cleaners. We also have a very good shoe repair, and a Tasti D Lite at the corner. Her kids are just the right age for Sweetie Pie, a kind of ice cream parlor, over on Greenwich Avenue.
Years ago, Kathleen Turner lived on the block. Since then we’ve had celeb-types, but no really big movie stars. We did have an unfortunate suicide a few weeks ago, the infamous Lisa Steinberg-Hedda Nussbaum-Joel Steinberg murder case, and another murder, of a magazine editor by her husband. And Ronald Reagan Jr. lived here during the first four years of his father’s administration.
Otherwise, not much going on here on our sleepy block.
Maybe they’ll rename Rays Original Pizza, Mystic Pizza!
