Imagine My Surprise..

When I found Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on Janet Meslin's top ten book list of 2010. KV is proud.

Blame It On Joe Bruno

Of course we're not referring to KV's Joe Bruno. But I'm sure he can be blamed for other things

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Dinner at Forlinis

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast - Dinner at Forlinis
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: The Russian Baths

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast - The Russian Baths
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Chapter One

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast - Chapter One
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Chicken Delight

Kv Memories - Chicken Delight
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Rumble In Columbus Park

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast-- Rumble in Columbus Park
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Mike Maruffi and Bogart

Mike Maruffi and Bogart
rom Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: The Mayor Of Chinatown

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast - The Mayor of Chinatown
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Chance Meeting in Columbus Park

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast-- Chance Meeting in Columbus Park
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Greenwood Lake Chapter 3

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast -Greenwood Lake Part 3
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Greenwood Lake

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast - Greenwood Lake
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Chapter Three- Part 1

Chapter Three- Part 1 - Find Big Fat Fanny Fast
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Introducing Big Fat Fanny

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast- Introducing Big Fat Fanny
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: The Fulton Fish Market

Find Big Fat Fanny Fast - The Fulton Fish Market
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

Joe Bruno's Find Big Fat Fanny Fast: Chapter 2

Chapter Two --- Find Big Fat Fanny Fast
from Joe Bruno who gave me permission to post these chapters on the KV blog.

I'm writing a spoof novel of the mob in the neighborhood called Find Big Fat Fanny Fast. You can find several first drafts excerpts of Find Big Fat Fanny Fast on my FB wall. The book should be finished in a a few months. It will be available in ebook on the internet and in print a few months later. It can be downloaded to Kindle or any of the other ebook readers. It's much cheaper on ebooks.

A Sixth Ward Boxing Legend

Vinnie Ferguson
Among the links from the obituary stories about Joe Rollino there is a mention of a LES boxer named Vinnie Ferguson. His dad Ed was a Tammany pol,
Our KV 6th and 4th Ward boxing expert, Joe Bruno, on Ferguson.

The Vinnie Ferguson they mention was a good friend of mine. He was a pro referee in NY City in the 70's and 80's. We became good friends because we knew the same people from the 4th and 6th Wards. One tough b-----d.

excerpts from Sports Illustrated

Quite A Boy In Madison
In 1951 Vinnie Ferguson and his father set out to win a 1956 Olympic boxing berth. Step No. 1: an NCAA title
Robert H. Boyle
Here are a boxer and his father. Nobody has heard very much about them yet. But everyone will—and soon.
The boy is Vinnie Ferguson, 18 years old, first-team freshman at the University of Wisconsin in Madison. His father, Ed, a peppery, voluble Irishman, is a Tammany Hall politician in New York. Five years ago Ed sat down with his son Vinnie and planned out a campaign to win an Olympic boxing championship in 1956. Vinnie's dad knew what he was talking about: in his younger days he had been an amateur boxer and is a fight manager today (" Carlos Ortiz, outstanding undefeated lightweight prospect from New York's East Side"). The plans were carefully laid, exactingly carried out. The result: until the National Collegiate Athletic Association championships in Madison last week Vinnie Ferguson had won 51 of 51 fights, 25 by knockouts.
Those wins were not easy to come by. Since 1951 Ed has had Vinnie campaigning in the amateur ranks, and Vinnie has responded by winning six amateur titles, among them two international boys' club championships, one in London and one in New York. Furthermore, Vinnie has been just as familiar a sight around Stillman's Gym as Lou Stillman himself. In the Still-man's ring Vinnie has perfected his art by sparring with such fighters as Car-melo Costa, Frankie Ryff, Chico Vejar, Hector Constance, Del Flanagan, Billy Graham, Walt Cartier, Gene Fullmer, Bobby Dykes and Hurricane Jackson. All in all, Vinnie Ferguson has had ample chance to show that he is truly a prodigy of the ring.
The Five-Year Plan is almost fulfilled now. This month Vinnie, a light middleweight, competed in the three-day National Collegiate Athletic Association boxing championships at Madison. An NCAA championship qualifies the winner for a tryout for the U.S. Olympic team, so the goal was in sight. For the occasion, Ed flew out to Madison to help guide his son through to victory.
On Friday morning Vinnie, who had drawn a first-round by the day before, weighed in at 154 pounds (or simply "54," as Vinnie says, just like the Still-man's crowd). After the weighin, Ed took his son back to the Hotel Park for a strategy conference in his room. The talk concerned Gus Fiacco of Syracuse, Friday night's semifinal opponent. Ed had scouted Fiacco the day before.
"Now listen to me," Ed said, stripping his coat off. "We go from fight to fight. I want you to remember that. You've fought this guy before, and you beat him. But from what I hear, you fought his fight!" Vinnie tried to get a word in, but his father cut him off. "Just listen!" Ed cried, assuming a stance. "You're not arguing with me. You're out to beat him! You beat him to the punch. He jiggles," said Ed, jiggling. "He gets inside, then boom! You don't let him get inside. Now you know that when he jiggles from side to side that he's getting ready to go in with a jump." Ed jiggled from side to side.
"You keep your head down in behind that jab," Ed said, as he pushed Vinnie's head down and straightened his left arm out. "You're a boxer. You're a class fighter. Show him that class. Even show him a piece of chin. Sucker him in. Then biff-bop-bam!" Ed cried, thrashing the air. "Two things to remember," he shouted. "You keep this guy busy by going to the right. And no two-punch deal. No boom-boom. But biff-bop-bam. You set him up with the jab, then hit him with the right hand. If he ducks the right hand, then throw the left hook. But don't throw that left hook around. He'll be waiting for it. Box with him."
Vinnie nodded. "Biff-bop-bam," he grunted.
"That's it," Ed said, approving, from the bed. "Keep in action, keep circling and don't expose yourself with that left hook."
..........
The ring announcer gave the decision: the winner of the semifinal bout, Ferguson of the University of Wisconsin. Vinnie remained at ringside with Coach Walsh, and Ed joined them to scout Dick Wall of Oklahoma in the next semifinal. Wall won, and Ed said: "We'll get Mr. Wall tomorrow night."
On Saturday, after a luncheon at the Maple Bluff Country Club—Governor Walter Kohler of Wisconsin, chief speaker (SI, April 23)—Ed took Vinnie back to the hotel for another strategy talk. "Mr. Wall has let the word out: 'I hope he don't press me.' He wants you to press him. But we aren't going to press him. This guy is a boxer, a spot puncher, and he hopes that while he's strong—I watched him tire last night—that you'll come in so he can bop you. Strictly a counter-puncher. Don't underestimate Wall. He knows how to dance. He's been around [Wall was a ChicagoGolden Gloves champion in 1953 and 1955, fighting at 147 pounds]."
Ed assumed a stance. "We'll outsmart him," Ed announced. Vinnie nodded. "Wall's the kind of guy that will fall for feints, if they're properly fed to him," Ed observed, pausing to let the remark sink in. "He'll move with the feint. Now, Wall gets tired in the latter half of the fight. In the first round, we'll feint him and con him. We'll do the same thing halfway in the second. Then we'll open up and go. We'll slug him."
"I'll pop-shot him," said Vinnie, who, as Ed says, is not the kind of kid to hide behind doors when it comes to talking about boxing.
"It's a war," said Ed.
"I gotta get him," said Vinnie seriously.
"I seldom call for a war," said Ed, wagging a finger. "But with him, we gotta war."
After a nap Ed and Vinnie took a cab to the fieldhouse. "Remember the change of strategy," Ed warned before Vinnie left for the dressing room. "And good luck."
The double-decked fieldhouse was beginning to fill up. "We got less to wait tonight. He's fighting in the seventh bout," said Ed, smoking a cigaret beneath the stands. "We've been sweating through 52 fights now. This is it, or no Olympics." The Wisconsin band played a march, and the crowd of 14,000, almost double that of any Madison Square Garden crowd in the last two and a half years, began to warm up for the NCAA finals. Ed paced back and forth beneath the stands. The lights dimmed, and the band played The Star-Spangled Banner, and the crowd actually sang the words. "First time I ever heard that," Ed said with a smile.
After Dick Bartman won the 139-pound championship to clinch the team title for Wisconsin, Ed remarked: "The team pressure's off Vince." When Vinnie came out of the dressing room, Ed wished him luck, then sprinted for his seat. "Well, here's Pa," the man behind him remarked. Ed smiled.
The introductions were made, and Wall came out of his corner with a smile on his face. Vinnie looked serious. Wall waited for Vinnie to lead, but Vinnie didn't. Vinnie lashed out with a left jab, catching Wall on the nose. Wall fired back, but Vinnie slipped away. "Feint, Vin, feint!" Ed shouted, jumping up. "There goes Pa again," the man behind him chuckled. "Feint, Vin, feint. Attaboy! Attaboy!" The crowd roared as Vinnie caught Wall against the ropes. "Don't race him in there. Back out! Back out!" Ed yelled. Wall slipped away from Vinnie, and the bell rang. Vinnie walked back to his corner with his chest out. Ed smiled and turned to the man behind him. "Well," he said, "we got Mr. Wall now."
The second round began, and Vinnie came out, boxing. A minute passed with not much action, then Vinnie broke loose. He put his head down and rushed Wall against the ropes. Wall was taken by surprise. Vinnie landed a right to the jaw, and Wall's knees wobbled. The crowd screamed for the knockout. "This is it. Take him! Take him!" Ed screamed. But Vinnie forgot to follow with the left hook that would have ended the fight. Wall, in desperation, reached up with a right hand and drove Vinnie back away from the ropes. Vinnie landed a left, a right to the chin, a left hook to the body. Wall came back with a right on the headguard that shook Vinnie. Vinnie moved in under the right and banged away to the body. Wall was beginning to tire as the bell ended the round.
The fight was just as savage in the third. Vinnie did the leading, Wall the countering, but Vinnie took most of the exchanges. As the bell rang, both boys were still fighting in the center of the ring. "I think you got it, Pa," the man behind Ed shouted. "I think so too!" Ed shouted back. And they were both right. Vinnie was announced as the winner and NCAA 156-pound champion. Wisconsin supporters grabbed him as he stepped through the ropes and carried him on their shoulders to the dressing room. The band blared On Wisconsin, and Ed ran back to the dressing room with tears in his eyes. After embracing Vinnie, he ran out to phone his wife and daughter in New York. While he was gone, Wall came into the dressing room. He stuck out his hand, still taped, and shook with Vinnie. Both boys smiled. "Dang, boy, but it was a good fight," said Wall. "Thanks," said Vinnie. "Gee, thanks."......

The Feast Of San Rocco: 1935

Knickerbocker Village is about one year old
From Joe Bruno on the Feast in the 1970's:

They resurrected the St. Rocco Feast in the mid 1970's. I had to throw all the cars out of my parking lot for 10 days.
They put the rides, and gambling booths in my parking lot, and instead of paying me, they gave me 4 soda spots in the one block feast on Monroe St.
Two spots came with the Pepsi trucks we could sit inside and serve from. I ran one truck with my ex-wife, my father ran the other with Fat Julie (my step mother). The two other stands, which had to be built with wood, I gave to my friends Anthony Alvarino, and Ray Williams.
The feast was a dud. We made balls selling sodas. Nobody showed up except 4th Warders and a few 6th Warders. We were on the TV news, but still no action.
I really took a beating, shutting the parking lot down for 10 days.
I figure I lost a few grand in monthly rents. I had to pro-rate everyone's rents to deduct the 10 days customers couldn't park.
The good news was that I had great fun for ten days. Getting drunk every day. Sometimes twice a day.
After a few days of making no money, we made the best of a bad situation. My father and I had bottles of booze in our Pepsi stands that we gave away to all our friends, which meant basically everyone in Knickerbocker Village.
Buy a Pepsi, get a shot of booze for free. Or two. Or more.
Of course, one year was enough, and the disaster of the St. Rocco Feast was never repeated.

Frank Sinatra's Birthday

None but Brave
He would have been 94 on December 12th. My cousin Melissa's birthday was on the 13th along with nice guy actor and Brooklyn's own Steve Buscemi. Patsy's had a Sinatra celebration.

Foodies and die-hard New Yorkers love to get into verbal scuffles over which of the city’s old-school Italian restaurants came first, stay faithful to the cuisine, are truly authentic, and so on. But one point is not in dispute: Patsy’s on 56th, the family-owned and -operated Italian restaurant open since it was founded in 1944 by Pasquale “Patsy” Scognamillo, was a favorite late-night drop-in of one of New York’s most beloved sons, Frank Sinatra (the man had to eat -- even if, as alleged by Kitty Kelley's very unauthorized biography, it involved scrambled eggs served on a call girl's chest). And this weekend, Chef Sal Scognamillo and crew will be serving their annual Sinatra tribute menu, in honor of the late great’s birthday; he would have been 94 on December 12. On Friday and Saturday at Patsy’s, diners can order Frank’s favorite dishes: Frank’s Clams Posillipo – involving littlenecks with garlic, tomatoes, basil, and more garlic -- Frank’s Veal Milanese, Frank’s Fusilli with Fileto di Pomodoro, and favorite desserts including a ricotta torte. $75 plus tax and tip gets you the above, a glass of wine, and the feeling of being connected – across time and tomato sauce – to one of the greatest entertainers New York’s ever birthed. Even if he was actually from New Jersey (potato, potahto). For reservations, call the restaurant at 212-247-3491.

Joe Bruno with some Frank Sinatra memories:

I owned a car service/limousine business in the late 1970's, that I ran from my lot (Bruno's Parking Lot). But I also got a lot of work from the DAC (Downtown Athletic Club). One time I got Jackie Cooper for a few weeks. He was one of the original Young Rascals in the 1930's movies. Had a TV program in the 50's called The People Choice, with the talking basset hound. Around 1978, Cooper (Real name was Italian) was directing a TV movie in NY city. He was staying the DAC, which had 15 floors of hotel rooms. I was a member there. Rudy Riska got me in. You had to be recommended by 2 members, and Rudy supplied them for me. I think Cooper liked me because I was Italian. He knew I was writing part time at the time, and that I came from Little Italy. I'd pick him up every night around 5pm, then take him to different restaurants around town. This went on for a few weeks. Wherever he went, he sent food out to me in the limo where I was waiting for him. One night I took him to PJ Clarke's, on 3rd Ave and 55 St. There was a side entrance on 55th Street, which led right to the dinning room area. The front entrance led to the bar. I parked on 55th street, and sat, waiting. A few minutes later, the waiter came out and told me Mr. Cooper wanted to see me inside. I said I could not leave my limo unattended. The waiter said he'd take care of it, and asked for my key's. There was a lot close by, and me parked my limo there. I go inside and Cooper is sitting at a table, with Frank Sinatra and Jilly Rizzo. I knew Jilly from his bar Jilly's on 50th Street and 8th Avenue. Just to say hello and goodbye. I went to Jilly's all the time. A older woman from the neighborhood tended bar there. I forget her name. But she was beautiful. She was one of my car service customers too. Copper told me to sit down and introduced me to Sinatra. The waiter handed me a menu and I ate and drank soda. Sinatra said he heard I was from Little Italy and did I know the Lime House, on the corner northeast of Mott and Bayard. Two entrances. The main on Bayard, and the other on Mott. It was like Vincents. Only shell fish, with a full bar. I said I went there all the time. In fact, 10 years earlier I was engaged to a girl whose father Bobby was the bartender there. Sinatra said he knew Bobby. Sinatra said used to go there late at night with Jilly. Near closing time. Jilly called in advance, and the place was always empty by the time he got there. Then they'd lock the doors and he's stay there until the wee hours of the morning, like his song. I was there maybe 45 minutes and talked only when spoken too, which is real hard for me. I just listened to what they had to say. When we were ready to leave, I shook hands with Sinatra and Jilly. The waiter got my limo, and I drove Cooper back to the DAC. The Lime House closed down in the 80's. It's now a Chinese something-or-another. Like everything else in Little Italy.

Ravenhall Pool: Coney Island

After reading Luna Park Joe Bruno was reminded of his summers in Coney Island:

Ravenhall, which was a small city, something like Steeplechase Park, without the rides, where people bought seasonal passes. I had my own pass from about 1958, until around 1963, when Ravenhall burned down. Everyone I knew from both the 4th and 6th Wards spent their summers in Ravenhall. It was like having your own beach resort. There were several pools. A male and female locker area. Male and female solariums. Steams rooms. Several restaurants/bars. Basketball courts. Handball courts. And you had access to the beach though a turnstile, where you had your hand stamped to get back into Ravenhall.