Author: Mari

In a comment posted by a reader:

A Question, to hostess MM and other readers, about partywalls: Do you have them? They seem kinda scarce on my block and recent bathroom work made it obvious we don’t have any. We are new, infill development built in the early 90’s… and I’m suddenly deciding to fret that this will cause many hassles in the future. Any insight from other Shaw owners?

Talk about your party wall.
I have party walls, on the side that separates me from the Ethiopians, it is crap. The side that separates me from B&IT, it is okay, depends on what floor I’m on. I know there is only one layer of crappy brick between me and the Ethiopians, which is why I smell it when they burn toast. Every odd moment I might hear B&IT move things around, but they have wood floors and that may play a part.

…the grass is sort of greener.
I spent some time in Georgetown yesterday. First doing the usual church thing, later returning to Eveningsong and them going to a resident’s house for dinner.
Overheard in the pre-dinner conservation, because I was part of a totally different conversation, was the phrase “all the problems are in the walls where we can’t get to them.” The house where we were having dinner was a recent rehab job where the previous owners fixed up houses and moved on to other live-in projects. Wow, this sound familiar, like conversations I have heard about rehab work done in Shaw and other gentrifying neighborhoods. Except there was no mention of crackheads and the people working on their house sorta did get permits. But were they all the right permits and was the work done well? That’s another thing.
It looked nice. It was an excellent example of small space design with an open floorplan and small spacesaving fixtures and appliances. I loved their half bath where there was a very tiny sink. Just big enough to wash your hands. And the stairs to the basement was open with the door that separates the basement from the living space at the bottom of the stairs, so that the first floor was just open. I want to steal that idea.
Anyway, after dinner we all wandered out for dessert. The good thing about Georgetown is that there are tons of restaurants and about 3 ice cream shops. Our host mentioned that despite all the other businesses in Georgetown there wasn’t a hardware store there. Restoration Hardware doesn’t count. It isn’t a REAL hardware store. I can say proudly that Shaw has 2 hardware stores! We have Logan Hardware, and BHP Hardware on Florida Ave between 7th and 6th. There might be another hardware store in Shaw but I don’t know about it. If you’re in Georgetown and you need a thingamajig for your toilet, you have to go to Dupont Circle True Value hardware store, or up to a hardware store in Glover Park. See Shaw, we’ve got it good here.

One Sunday after church I’m walking around Logan Circle heading to the Whole Foods when I ponder a question. What does Logan have that Truxton doesn’t? And lo, the heavens opened up. Clouds moved back and a strong ray of light had doth shone upon the mass of condo buildings across the road from the store of expensive healthy food.
Density, was the answer. I think. That or 21st century architecture. Signs from heaven are rarely clear. But I think density was the answer. I mean it is one thing to have one obnoxiously expensive house, or even a whole block of obnoxiously expensive houses, but a building filled with several blocks worth of condos no one can afford is a whole ‘nother thing.
Think, people who make enough money to afford these ‘luxury’ condos, and the condo fees, concentrated in a small space. People who don’t need to set aside time and money for household repairs we silly fee-simple owners have to deal with. One or two condo buildings with 100+ upper middle income residents each vs a low density block with a wide range of incomes. Those higher density ‘luxury’ condos can be like the 300 lb economic gorilla when it comes to bringing and attracting new businesses.
On my end of Shaw, we have a few condos but none of them as big as the ones along U Street and over by the Whole Foods. Many condos in or by Truxton are just converted row houses or old 4-6 unit apartment buildings, not really enough to pump up the density of people who aren’t poor. I don’t know if the Urban Land Company’s proposed Monique’s is going to bring enough people in to make a major difference with its 12 units.
Anyway, just wondering. Of course, it could still be the 21st century architecture.

There is truely nothing to compare a fresh salad, just picked 30 minutes ago from your own garden. For the past couple of weeks I have been enjoying small almost micro salads from thinings. Recently this week I’m getting close to full salad.
I attack the three or so pots where I’m growing spinach, bibb lettuce and arugula with a pair of scissors and a salad plate. I try to leave 1 leaf on the plant so there is more to come back to later. Then after washing off the dirt and bugs, I throw on some goat cheese, shake on some balsamic vinager and olive oil, and sprinkle on some salt. The leaves are so delicate. Slightly crispy but definately not limp. It just makes me wish I dedicated more pots to salad.
Elsewhere in the garden things are progressing well. I am using fertilizer on a weekly basis, a first for me. But I figure the stuff in the pots, in the backyard, needs it. I’m using a fish emulsion and also a non-organic compound (not Miracle Gro- not that stuff is like crack for plants). The nasturtiums are all leafy and taking over various pots. The French Maragolds have just flowered. Everything else is going at a good clip. With all the greenery the backyard is looking kind of nice.

Well I was chatting on the phone with Nora Bombay and she related to me what was going on in Alexandria. Only Nora can make a tale of fearful urban suburbanites and MS-13 funny. You can read it for yourself, it is number #3 on her list. Apparently, MS-13 gang members have been hanging around the local 7-11 in near-Fairfax Alexandria trying to shoot at each other. The problem is, these guys don’t know how to shoot and keep missing, thusly making themselves very dangerous to everyone else who is around. Nora is not afraid. Then again, Nora watches COPS to see if she recognizes anyone from her high school on the program.
Of course Nora is not the only suburbanite I know with a slightly apathetic view of the crime in their area. Glenn up in southern Maryland, sometimes throws in “well at least there wasn’t a dead body in the parking lot” in conversations. He says that because, occasionally, a dead body or bodies, wind up in his apartment’s parking lot. Crime doesn’t scare him, trying to move all his crap does, and that’s why he stays there.
Now I live in the city. I knew this area had a higher crime rate when I moved in. I live where crime doesn’t usually make the evening news. So I will admit that I do have schadenfruede moments when I hear of crimes in the supposedly safer suburbs. Te he.

Yesterday I was able to enjoy my patio in peace. I would have fallen asleep in the backyard of only my chair reclined back, which it didn’t, so I had to go in the house and nap on the couch. But before retreating, I just took in the joy of undisturbed laziness. And the main reason why I could enjoy my patio boiled down to the fact that screaming woman and her family moved away and so their house sits empty.
Well it also helped that the on again, off again, rehabbers were also not there. Yesterday was off. I gather they will finish doing the house by Christmas next year at this rate. The guy doing it can be fairly loud, with the radio blasting and various power tools going.
There weren’t a lot of people passing through the alley either. I counted 2 cars and two or four people walking through and not stopping.
Throw in good weather, blue skies, a gentle breeze and it was all good.

From Jim

Neighbors,

Below please find a public notice concerning the next meeting of ANC
5C.
Hope to see you there!

Best,

Jim Berry
ANC 5C

GOVERNMENT OF THE DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA
ADVISORY NEIGHBORHOOD COMMISSION 5C
POST OFFICE BOX 77761
WASHINGTON, D.C. 20013
TELEPHONE: (202) 832-1965/1966
www.anc5c.org

PUBLIC NOTICE

Monthly Meeting

Invited guests include representatives from the following:

Metropolitan Police Department
DC Department of Parks and Recreation
A&R Development Corp
re. The Rhode Island Avenue Metro Station Retail and Residential
Development

Where: First New Hope Baptist Church
1822 3rd Street, NW
When: Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Time: 7:00 P.M. until 9:00 P.M.

The relationship I and some folks in the neighborhood have with the drug dealers on the corner is odd. We do call the cops. I sometimes spend more time than I meant to in the front yard observing them seeing if there is anything I can report as a crime. But when we, the neighbors, pass them, the dealers, the exchange is cordial or at least non-hostile, and that’s just weird.
Sometimes hello’s are exchanged, if only as a reflex reaction. But maybe it is just both parties trying to make the best of a situation, eventhough one party would really like it if the other just went away and took their crackhead customers with them. Correction. I’d really like it if they were arrested and thrown in jail and the area got a rep as a bad place to try to sell drugs. But if they say ‘hello’ I’ll say ‘hello’ back. Just ’cause I want to see them rot in jail is no excuse to be rude.

Most of the time it is best to have extremely low expectations of 3-1-1. I have been told by some not to even bother with 3-1-1, the DC non-emergency number. But I must report a good 3-1-1 moment, when I wasn’t belittled by the 3-1-1 operator or never saw the police.
It began when I was in the backyard checking on the plants when I heard some neighborhood boys going in and out of screaming woman’s yard. It seemed very odd because screaming woman wasn’t home. She’s usually home at that time and well… screaming at someone, sometimes screaming at her kids who then run out to the back. Probably to escape from the screaming. But there were kids but no screaming woman and the house was dark inside.
So I wandered upstairs to get a better look at the alley to see what the kids were up to. Two kids were acting as look outs as three other kids entered the basement door. I watched the kids in the alley, aged between 10-13, peering up and down the alley looking out for something unknown. Then one kid looked up and saw me in the window. I waved ‘hi’ and asked “whatcha doing?” and the two kids bolted down the alley. That’s weird. So I called 3-1-1.
I talked to the operator and as I was on the phone the two kids came back and eyed my window but didn’t see me behind the blind. I described what the kids were doing and then in about 5-10 minutes there were two policemen walking up my alley (the kids had run off again). I pointed out the house they needed to check and they checked the door and went around to check the front. They counted off to figure out which house is the front, as I didn’t know what was the house number for the other side. They came back around and told me the doors on both sides were secure and it looked ok. I thanked them and went back to fooling around with the plants in the backyard.
The next day I went over to the front and discovered the window to the basement was busted and the iron security bars were laid aside. I guess the cops checked the wrong house. Which is easy to do.
But it was still a good 3-1-1 experience none the less.