A couple weeks ago, Brooklyn Grange managing partner Anastasia Cole-Plakias showed me around Brooklyn Grange’s Navy Yard rooftop farm. Though it was the very height of the July heat wave, there was magic inherent to being on a rooftop, and that magic becomes transcendent when you’re surrounded by neat rows of rich, dark soil producing bushels of food in the heart of New York City.
Check out my photos of the oasis here, and catch the full story of Brooklyn Grange in this week’s Village Voice.
Hit the next page for more photos of the Brooklyn Grange bounty.
“His cheeks, colored by a network of ruptured blood vessels, were formed by a coalescence of hanging globules, beneath which the double fold of his chin melted into his neck. And his skull was strung with cords of fat.”