624 Wolfe Street, Fells Point
3 bedroom(s), 4 bathroom(s)
Restored home in Fells Point. Footsteps from everything. Charming 3br,2.5ba, mix of restored and renovated. Third story addition adds a full master suite. Kitchen has slate floor and granite counter. Rear courtyard and deck are ideal for entertaining. Currently tenant occupied. Call with prior days notice for a showing.
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Need to unload some bitcoins but looking to keep it local? Accord to the Baltimore Business Journal, at least three area businesses accept the unregulated, constantly fluctuating digital currency. One is Fiddlefly, a software developer out of Columbia. Another is Entrequest, a Baltimore management consulting firm. Fine, fine. But for the proletariat, the only real option is the Fells Point bar Bad Decisions. Read More →
With so many bona fide cupcakeries in this city, it’s maybe necessary to note that Cupcake Boutique is not one of them. But that’s not to say that these ladies don’t have what you’re looking for. The super fly dress shop is overflowing with some of the freshest and spiciest fashion in town. And on Wednesday they’re throwing the doors wide open for a kick-off party benefiting Suited to Succeed—an organization that helps women to dress for achievement in the workplace. Show up for the event and they’ll help you achieve dressing well for any occasion, all while sipping on some bubbly, helping yourself to a few sweet treats, and hob-nobbing with some of the Baltimore Fashion Alliance glitterati. Read More →
On Friday, Baltimore businesswoman Tracey Halvorsen published an article on Medium that went viral and sparked an impassioned cyber-discussion about crime and class privilege in Baltimore City.
In Halvorsen’s heartfelt personal essay “Baltimore City, You’re Breaking My Heart” is a litany of local tragedies — mostly in Southeast Baltimore — and political headscratchers surrounding the city’s crime problem that could make a resident want to get the heck out.
It goes like this:
“I’m tired of living in a major crime zone while paying the highest property taxes in the state.”
“I’m tired of hearing about incompetent city leaders who are more fixated on hosting the Grand Prix than dealing with thousands of vacant buildings that create massive slums, and rampant crime.”
“I’m tired of checking in on neighbor and Baltimore Sun editor Jon Fogg’s Go Fund Me page to see if his family has met their goal to raise funds to help him recover from the brutal attack he suffered as he went from his car to his front door after work.”
Halvorsen calls Baltimore’s crime rate “the elephant in the room,” calls out city officials for willfully ignoring it, and prescribes “more cops” to curb it. Read More →
Hot House: 1703 Lancaster Street, Fells Point, Baltimore, 21231
Federal style three story brick townhouse, circa 1845, renovated in 1990s. Two bedrooms, 1 bathroom, 1,185 sq. ft., with hardwood flooring (main floor), carpeting upstairs, unfinished basement, central a/c: $249,999
What: Aside from its political provenance –William Donald Schaefer owned it, used it as his comptroller-campaign headquarters, and occasionally slept in it from 1996 to 2008 — this house is a find, with a great location and a low price for perennially popular Fells Point. Pretty from the outside, the interior is clean, systems are new, but it could use some decorating. There’s a decent size front room with a window on the street. A staircase that’s wide enough (many Fells Point townhouses have such narrow stairs that moving is problematic), but could be better positioned. Kitchen is functional but hardly worth describing. A tiny door in the kitchen leads to a private passage to the street — useful for storing bicycles. Upstairs, a good size bedroom and a bathroom. Third floor, a small bedroom and a small extra room that could be a full bath. Then you could have a roomate or rent the top floor. Basement is good for storage, but too low to stand in upright. The house has potential to be a gem, depending on how much imagination and money you want to put into it. Sort of the Baltimore version of the Kennedy’s Georgetown townhouse… Read More →
To tween girls, he’s Haymitch from the Hunger Games movies; for Baby Boomers, he’s Woody from Cheers; for everyone else, he’s that guy from Natural Born Killers/The People vs. Larry Flynt/No Country for Old Men/Hollywood’s most prominent pro-marijuana activist. In other words, Woody Harrelson is a hard guy not to notice. But apparently the actor managed to bike his way through Baltimore this weekend without causing too much of a fuss.
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422 Ann Street, Upper Fells Point
3 bedroom(s), 4 bathroom(s)
2,988 square feet
IMPRESSIVE the moment you enter, 2900 sq. ft., end of group, SHOWHOME! Inviting ambiance w/ the EXCITEMENT of the unexpected OPEN CONCEPT modern living throughout. Thoughtful Historic details retained, yet, all NEW construction! Master suite has en-suite SPA bath. IIMMENSE bonus 3rd lvl also w/ lavish bath & walk-in closet. 3 zone TRANE HVAC Super storage & PARKING potential for 3+ cars.
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You’ve heard of Bitcoins, yes? They’re the digital currency with the wildly varying exchange rate (on January 5 of last year, 1 Bitcoin was worth $13.36; by late November, one Bitcoin went for $1124.76). I’ve never been quite clear on what exactly you’re supposed to do with your Bitcoins (assuming you can mine some), other than hoard them — but if you’re lucky enough to have a stockpile, you now have one real-world way to spend your digital money: paying for your bar tab at Bad Decisions in Fells Point.
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The sculpture sat behind the bar at Peter’s Inn, Baltimore’s unassuming, award-winning Fells Point restaurant. (No surprise that it’s John Waters’s pick for “the best restaurant in all of Baltimore.”)
The bronze sculpture was dramatic looking, to say the least — a pair of twin human babies suckling a giant, stylized wolf. Those twins were, presumably, Romulus and Remus, the two legendary founders of Rome; in 1918, the sculpture was presented to Samuel L. Fuller, the head of the Rome Red Cross during World War II. Fuller happens to be Peter’s Inn owner Karin Tiffany’s great grandfather, so the sculpture wasn’t just a badass piece of art; it was also a beloved family heirloom. And last week, right before Thanksgiving, someone stole it.
“I’m a city girl,” Tiffany says. “I’ve been burglarized when I was sleeping, I’ve been mugged on 25th Street. But this belongs to my family, and it feels personal. I think I’d rather get mugged again [than lose this statue].”
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Now that over fifty percent of U.S. marriages end in divorce, there are more single people in their thirties, forties and fifties than ever before. What does this mean? Where will it lead? Is this a problem to be solved, or a phase in the development of a new social order? I have no answer to these questions but I do know this — there are only two single men in Baltimore and they both have girlfriends.
Let me explain. In 2009, when I arrived in town newly separated, helpful friends pointed out two fellows I’ll call Monty and Elliot. Monty was a dashing silver-haired photographer known for his elegant cocktail parties, Elliot a clever bartender in horn-rimmed glasses who was also a sportswriter. I cast my gaze in both directions but didn’t end up dating either one of them.
Five years went by. Many more marriages ended. Numbered among the most recent crop of emerging singles is my fetching friend Strawberry Shortcake, a wide-eyed Girl Scout type fifteen years younger than I, hence not as scarred by the dissolution and depravity of the 1970s and 80s. This past Saturday I had the honor of taking Strawberry on her first night on the town as a single woman.
I am sad to report that it started with Monty and ended with Elliot and both Strawberry and I were home in bed by 11.
Plans for the evening were conceived when I received an invitation to one of Monty’s famous soirees, an event I assumed would be teeming with romantic possibility. When I asked Strawberry to come along, she readily accepted. In fact, another friend had already suggested she go. Five and half years later, Monty remains one of Baltimore’s leading men-about-town.
I suited myself up in black leather pants and boots; Strawberry appeared in one of her usual Little House on the Prairie ensembles, many of which feature gingham and shawls, yet have a weirdly sexy effect. The party was congenial enough, but Monty had a girlfriend in the kitchen. There was at least one other eligible man there, though even from a distance he appeared gloomy and tormented; it turned out he was the “Hot Neighbor” of Lauraville whose very recent marital breakup had already gone out over the wires. I realized this early in our conversation and exclaimed, “Oh, I know who you are! You’re the Hot Neighbor!”
He looked confused. When I explained, he brightened for a moment before sinking back into his bitter malaise. “Well, maybe I will be soon,” he said.
With the possibilities chez Monty so quickly disposed of, I suggested to Strawberry that we hit the bars and see what might be available. Having recently attempted a similar reconnaissance mission with another cute young divorcee, Rainbow Bright, I decided to skip Hampden and Station North.
Just a few weeks prior, Rainbow Bright and I had hoofed it through 13.5 Wine Bar, the Hon, Fraser’s, Holy Frijoles, Joe Squared, Metro Gallery, The Depot, Club Charles, and several no-name spots on Howard Street. We turned up dozens of hipsters barely over their acne, two drag queens named Ellen Degenerate and Miss Construed, a bunch of my students from the University of Baltimore, and, briefly, John Waters, but even the open-minded and dauntless Rainbow Bright could find nothing of concupiscent consequence. At 1:20 a.m. we finished the last of our vodka-sodas and called it a night. Read More →
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