Standing behind two freshly smashed glass doors cordoned off by yellow crime tape, dejected Westville Wines manager Kumar Bee said he was in shock after a brazen smash and grab robbery today at one of the west side of town’s busiest intersections.
The empty former First Niagara Bank branch in Westville’s commercial heart may soon find new life as an eatery run by one of the city’s more successful restaurateurs — and revive some of the dining scene lost in the fire at the old Delaney’s across the street.
On a plank of wood that almost looks soft, there’s a discarded quill, bent like a fern. Ink still wet and velvety at the tip. Beside it, the inkwell. Its mouth beckons, shallow cap flung open while the well of black liquid suggests there’s more inside. Beside them, a letter opener, and a sense that the table could go on forever.
It comes with a note. If you want to take it home and keep looking, you can — and not for the small fortune usually associated with buying art.
New Haven’s latest snowstorm has once again attracted excited visitors to West Rock Avenue, where a memorable snowman has risen in David Sepulveda’s front yard — this one offering a message of peace for turbulent times.
Zohra Rawling was racking her brain, trying to explain all of the things that a recent beau had been doing to make her feel that special, warm tingly feeling from her nose to her toes, that flutter within her chest and stomach.
“I could say bella bella even / say wunderbar,” she sang. “Each language only helps me tell you/ how grand you are!”
When Anna Osinaike woke up to see large, swirling snowflakes outside her window Saturday morning, she had a moment of calm. This — the first snow of the new year, crisp and still bright white — would be the perfect reason for a quiet day.
But then she remembered: She and her 4-year-old daughter Kristen had a date to travel halfway around the world, and be back in New Haven by 3 p.m. Despite the winter weather, they couldn’t be late.