The intrepid College Point Pub Crawl 2013 crew visited the College Point Yacht Club’s private bar, then crossed the neighborhood on buses, on foot, and in the bed of a pickup truck to enjoy a fantastic Sichuanese dinner at Little Pepper.
After nearly a decade of exploring and shooting College Point, the one thing that stands out is change — in people, places, and attitudes.
Normally when we find a barbecue place that we like it’s in a hard to reach small town. Then we rave about these meals to our friends, which often leaves them feeling envious. Fortunately, our College Point Crawls now allow us to bring our friends to a not so far-flung barbecue find.
Who races around the city on ATVs during a blizzard? These guys.
“At the heart of the matter is what it means to be from Queens, a 2.3-million-person slice of New York City that no one beyond its borders knows anything about.”
–Invitation to the first College Point Class Conflict Pub Crawl, October 20, 2006
With Hurricane Sandy’s winds briefly at a lull a game of touch football broke out in the streets of Queens.
We have been sponsoring an annual pub crawl in the not-that-far-from-Manhattan but very-hard-to-reach neighborhood of College Point, Queens since 2006. In December 2011, a skeleton crew kept the tradition alive while sampling some increased Chinese influences in the neighborhood.
It wasn’t just through education, but through travel that I realized how to break free. These ideas really took root on that first trip to Saint John.
Being surrounded by a “Hey! Ho! Let’s Go!” chant filling a concert hall sounds, for lack of a better phrase, damn cool. When you add an echo of the bassist to your right screaming “D-U-M-B everyone’s accusing me” in front of a Marky Ramone beat, well…