The Day | Nydia Wins, and Eight Other Morning Reads

mattressStephen Rex Brown

Good morning, East Village.

Nydia Velazquez beat out her opponents in the Democratic primary, according to DNA Info, The Lo-Down, and Runnin’ Scared. “With 97 percent of the districts reporting, Velazquez had a commanding lead with 58 percent of the vote, compared to City Councilman Erik Martin Dilan’s 31 percent,” reports DNA Info. “The other two challengers, Dan O’Connor and George Martinez, received just 8 and 3 percent of the vote respectively.”

The Lo-Down reported from yesterday’s Community Board 3 meeting, where a bar that the owners of B-Side are planning for 221 East Broadway received more scrutiny. The board eventually voted to support its liquor license application after it agreed to close its windows at 9 p.m.

East Village Corner spots some workers fixing the sinkhole on East Seventh Street.

Curbed reprints a note from a resident of 312 Bowery directed at a neighbor who threw a loud roof deck party. Sample line: “It takes a special type of person to make the night miserable for hundreds because of your narcissism.”

Off the Grid notes that the St. Mark’s Bookshop has found a new potential revenue source, and “is in the running for a business grant of $250,000—you heard that right, a grant—from Chase Bank, Living Social, and the US Chamber of Commerce. The program is meant to help small businesses grow by awarding 12 small business grants of $250,000.”

Racked sketches the goods at Verameat and says of the boutique, “They’re creepy and they’re kooky, and okay, sometimes ooky, but the very Addams-family collection of charms and rings and earrings and more at Verameat are never, ever dull.”

The Daily News reviews the Bowery Diner and opines that it “makes an easy spot to wile away a weekday evening, when locals seem to outnumber visitors, or late weekend afternoons, when the place exhales after brunch.”

A “Famous Artichoke Pizza” is opening in Hoboken, but Francis Basille of the Artichoke on 14th Street says he isn’t behind it: “Recently, two of my guys left the MacDougal Street restaurant. I said, ‘Good luck, I hope you make a million bucks,’ not knowing that they were going to steal my name and my recipes,” he tells Eater.

And Paper declares the Pimms Cup at Gin Palace its cocktail of the week.