The night I got back from Toronto, tired, hungry and over worked I dropped everything, ordered food and flicked on the dvr schedule to check out 30Rock and the John Stewart shows I’ve missed. My take-out from Lovely Day had just arrived when I heard the random chirping and sirens of the Bowery 33 barreling down the street. A usual occurrence every few weeks but very comforting how quickly the FDNY responds to emergencies.
This time, I could smell the burn, a real event, not your typical first response to a fallen elder or car accident. I grabbed the camera and took a few shots from the roof, but rather than catch some action on the street, I didn’t want to dress for the cold and leave my food to chill. The fire was out in a few minutes and apparently was a non-event for the neighborhood.
