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Things That Are Confused – A Hudson Guide

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Olana   olana

The sprawling estate of Hudson River School master Frederic Church,  the centerpiece of which is the painter’s wildly designed Persian-inspired home.

HOH-4-10-_006Alana (Hauptmann)       

The demure, dulcet-voiced proprietor of the Red Dot Restaurant and Bar, which opened in 1999 and is celebrating its 15th anniversary this upcoming Bastille Day.



Towne & Country

A wholesale food outlet (open to the general public ) that offers comestibles such as home-made sausages and lasagnas, as well as a big supply of ketchup, beverages, and party favors.

Town & Country Realty

Part of lawyer and former judge Brian Herman’s triumvirate of businesses, which also includes the kosher and vegetarian Park Place Falafel and Pizza.


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Gail Peachin’s store of “personally picked objects, including folk art, photographs, primitives, textiles, useful and useless objects, with great form and texture.”


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A handcrafted furniture showplace that specializes in wood furniture and accessories, as well as lighting and weavings.



A realty company with a “small team that comes from the creative and design professions”  who “approach real estate from an artistic perspective.”


The Warren Street branch of a store with a “mix of Asian antiques, ceramics, Buddhas and folk art, furniture, one of a kind objects, tabletop, jewelry, home accessories, baskets, pillows and textiles.”  The other branch is in South Egremont.

 Hudson Home

A multilevel store “filled with products chosen for their tactile qualities, integrity of materials, and organic nature.”


Route 9      Route 9     Route 9G     Route 9W     Route 9H 

Do me a big one:  Figure these out on your own on Google Maps.


imgresColumbia Memorial 

Hudson’s own hospital complex, with more divisions, specialists, and services than even they may be able to keep track of.

Columbia Presbyterian

A university hospital in New York City affiliated with two Ivy League medical schools: Columbia University’s College of Physicians and Surgeons and Weill Cornell Medical College.




Rural Residence

A retail destination for all rooms of the home,“founded on the pursuit of beauty derived from a refined perception of the sentiment of nature.”

Rural Intelligence

A webzine that focuses on Dutchess, Columbia, Berkshire, and Litchfield counties.


Red Chair   


A store with “a concentration of Swedish, Belgian and French antiques” that “provides a cool palette of grays, blues and whites.”

Red Chopstick

A Chinese takeout restaurant just a few steps down from ….

Red Dot                     

(see “Alana” above),  which potentially is just a few steps away from the…..

imgresRed Door

A 13-bed halfway house in Hudson, NY for adult men from Columbia and Greene Counties who suffer from chemical dependency.


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Serving Danish

827 Union Street-26 2












In times like these, particularly after the frozen standstill of the polar vortex we’re just defrosting from, sometimes I think that everyone in Hudson should turn their homes into B&B’s and move into FEMA trailers  –placed perhaps around the parking lot of Lowe’s. Whatever the weather, plenty of people still love coming to Hudson, and even with the addition of the Barlow Hotel and the numerous lovely B&B’s already out there (see our business section for a complete list), there’s still a dearth of pleasant accommodations for them.

Kim and Jennifer Arenskjold, the dynamic duo of Arenskjold Antiques, didn’t have to move out of their own home and into a trailer, but they’ve joined the tourist fray by buying a 1950’s cottage at 827 Union Street and turning it into a B&B of their own, calling it the Upper Union Street Guest House. (This is an area of town not known for its historic attractions, so its gussying up a bit is a welcome civic improvement.) Formerly a two-family home with a one bedroom apartment upstairs and a larger downstairs apartment with two bedrooms and a study, it’s gorgeously decorated with the handsome, mostly 19th and 20th century Danish furniture, art, and accessories that their store is filled to the brim with (the sofa set pictured above is actually by De Sede, a Swiss firm—but who’s counting?) An oversized early 19th century Danish pine secretary, pottery by Kahler, paintings by local artist David Paulson and 19th century Danish artists, a Danish walnut coffee table, Turkish kilim rugs, and lush dining room with a Swedish farm table, six grand Edwardian leather chairs, and an alabaster chandelier from the early 20th century also grace the rooms. Jennifer says that the whole enterprise began because Kim is “looking ahead to the future. He’s a creative genius and likes to have a project to work on.”

Quickly agreeing with Jennifer’s assessment, Kim adds that “ I liked the property because it has a 2,500 square foot garage in the back that has a lot of possibilities.” The couple were so proud of their efforts that they produced a Rizzoli-quality hardcover coffee table book with images of the rooms, not available at your local bookstore. (Go into the store and ask to look at a copy.)   For per night or temporary rentals, contact Kim or Jennifer at 518-821-9840 or 518-828-2800  or by email at info@arenskjold.com.  Prices are (for now) as follows: $175 per night (two night minimum); $900 weekly; $2,900 per month. As for the breakfast part: there’s no Danish but complimentary coffee, tea, and croissants from among Hudson’s best, Bonfiglio & Bread Café Bakery . - Scott Baldinger

George Hath Come, etc.

The temporary sign is down and the space at 438  Warren, formerly occupied by Mix, has now finally opened, a chic blend of it own with handsome pieces from numerous periods, save perhaps the Ming,  successfully arranged  by someone not named George. (She’s a lady.)  Pictured here: an eye catching arrangement of vintage 20th century wall paper.

Hardly Loafing

A Horatio Alger story in motion, the delicious bakery formerly called Loaf and soon to be renamed Bonfiglio and Bread has moved up from a display case on the right hand side of Swallow (and, briefly before that, on top of the little freezer counter at Lick between ice cream seasons),  into a newly refurbished space all of it own,  next to and on a design par with the Crimson Sparrow at 748 Warren.  Owner/baker Gabriele Gulielmetti says it will have it all: café tables, subway tiling and that de rigueur Hudson accoutrement: a new, amazingly high tech behemoth of an oven all of it own.   Gulielmetti says it will all be ready by Labor Day, but in the meanwhile it’s worth a look to see how  it’s being labored on: truly a testament to the power of carbs and youthful determination (and good bread).

Secretly Seeking

A new gallery EB Fine Arts: Curatorium has dared to locate itself where few fine art galleries have dared to go before: 60 Front Street “In the industrial section of Hudson, New York” as the cute little bound pamphlet I received quaintly put it.    –Scott Baldinger




What a needed tonic it was to see such witty performers as Loudon Wainwright III  and Sandra Bernhard fitting like gloves on to the Hudson scene within a couple of nights of each other at Club Helsinki, right around the corner from my doorstep.  Recently I’ve been distracted from these pages, writing about the performing arts for and helping edit Rural Intelligence, an  online magazine about the region – doing interviews with the likes of master chroreographer Paul Taylor,  reviews of exciting shows such as The Elephant Man with Bradley Cooper and Scott Frankel’s musical version  of Far From Heaven, with sidelines to the visual arts, such as MASS MoCAS’s Oh Canada show). It’s an exciting job that has taken me out of the shtetl mentality that formed the basis and continuing narrative, such as it was, of Word on the Street, the writing of which I have to admit has become harder for me to get back into recently. Going to other towns in the region on a regular basis – places as exotically kempt as Salisbury, CT or urbanistically up and coming as Pittsfield, MA (with its city financed renovation of the Colonial Theatre and massive public, private and civic support for institutions such as the Berkshire Museum and Barrington Stages), does bring a new perspective to Hudson, with inevitable invidious comparisons on occasion. But being able to just walk out the door and into some beautiful arena to watch two such stellar artists live, is just one of the many things that make coming home the comforting thing it can be. ( I also can’t wait to see Kris Perry’s scrap metal music machine at the Basilica Music Festival next week, the kind of event  that seems like it can only happen here.)

While chances are that the posts here might continue to dwindle down to a precious few for the time being, I do get the feeling deep down — not that there’s NO place like home exactly but that maybe this IS home. And for me right now, that’s a major thing. –Scott Baldinger



What Is “HuMP” ?


..other than an odd acronym for something called the Hudson Museum of Photography. Even the lady in the door getting her mail didn’t know, or wouldn’t admit to it.

Can’t Wait

Bank Heist! A Personal Timeline



HUDSON, NEW YORK, 12:50 P.M.   I’m standing in line at a small local bank when a person behind me says that there has just been a robbery at Bank of America,  less than a block up the street and only twenty minutes or so ago. There’s a moment of panic in the air and Tina, the teller, tells a woman customer with two children that they should leave. They do. The rest of us wait on line; the guy behind me adds that the robber had no gun but managed to walk away towards State Street with 1,000 20 dollar bills,  a sum that, according to today’s Register Star, was greatly exaggerated (turns out it was only $500 worth of 20s).

1:00 p.m:  Walking up Warren Street toward the scene of the crime, people are doing what they normally do: going  in and out of stores, complaining about business, trying to park their cars. A slight buzz in the air  of “did you hear…etc?”  but no visible sign of panic or further mayhem.

1:05 p.m.  I pass BOA,  the sidewalk in front of which is now cordoned off with police tape. One policeman and/or security guard standing on duty, one police car parked in front,  if I recall correctly. Rick, the hot dog guy, is still there selling hot dogs in and around the barricade — also if I recall correctly.

1:07 p.m. I walk directly across the street on Warren and Sixth Street, in front of Regan & Smith,  and talk to a few friends, one of whom said I should be at home reporting this story. I told him I wasn’t normally that type of writer.  An unmarked black police car rushes into the no-parking spot right in front of us and an investigator type jumps out and rushes across the street to the BOA corner. He is wearing a formal-looking button down teal blue shirt and dark pleated (we all guessed) pants. We go on to discuss the Furgary Boat Club issue and other bits of business, including the fact that it was  all  like Odds Against Tomorrow except this was in the middle of the day and there were no guns or injuries, thank heavens.

1:10 p.m. Walking down past the BOA building, around the still barricaded sidewalk, I notice that Rick, the hot dog guy, is no longer there, and the usual odor of roasting onions is quickly fading.   –Scott Baldinger



The State On and Off State


Having awaken many a morning with the same view on State Street, I think I had probably given up hope of it ever being part of the Hudson renaissance, at least in my lifetime. There’s always been, bless her,  Sheila Ramsay’s lush garden,  which remains a true gift to the community. But elsewhere on the block long patches of emptiness and decrepitude seem to have remained the same for almost a decade if not more, with the occasional  attractive renovation to keeps one’s spirits up.

Recently though I’ve been seeing very nice changes: At 323 Warren a contractor named Kamal Elmasri who lives in a historic house on Rossman Avenue,  has fixed up one of those decent looking houses Carole Osterink might label Hudson vernacular. Elmasri has chosen an olive green exterior and done a great job  restoring the inside, with hardwood floors and beams. He says he is very anti plastic and I believe him.

Round the corner at 36 Third Street (i.e. Crack Crossroads) something beautiful is happening to the slender but  meaty brick pile at 36 Third Street that has been  dormant for so long, its renovators even getting the windows totally right, as far as I can see. Another brick charmer, a former church on State between Fourth and Third and its attached dreary seminary buildings, are having LOTS of work done  (there’s a whole crane in the back yard)…though it’s hard to see what the end result of that will be (there are cute new plantings in the front of the church, but the other buildings still have their plastic siding on them; time will tell.)  At the handsome row of townhouses on 6th and State, No. 558 has had  a redo of faulty wood and the facade has been painted a terrific complementary shade that spruces up every other one of the adjoined buildings. The city (or someone) is finally filling in the trench of a sidewalk  in front of 445,  for so long dangerous evidence that no one really cared about this part of town.

This being me, be assured that I’ve got some quibbling  suggestions:  SOMEONE at the county level government level should just dig into their pockets and find some extra change to steam clean its building at State and Seventh, as well as remove the hideous awning and plantings that greet visitors there. Eventually a master plan should be put into effect that includes the widening of sidewalks to the former human dimensions of pre-urban development (with more plantings to go with that.) And last but not least, of course,  is Eric Galloway, whose work on the Armory Buildings so far still does not include the easiest improvement of all : the removal of the barbed wire fencing surrounding the State Street side that visitors have compared to the ones in Attica or Dachau. It seems like an easy thing to do, and I’d be happy to have a few more Keep Off the Grass signs that Galvan seems to favor for that one improvement alone. In other words, Mr Galloway, tear down this wall!. –Scott Baldinger

Found on Warren


As Sam Pratt reported a couple of weeks or so ago , “Bart Slutsky, a collector and dealer of rare, vintage and antique hardware, fixtures and more, is now in the process of moving a dozen or so van loads of handles, locks, latches, lights, pulls, tools and more from his warehouse in Westchester” to Rogersons in Hudson. Here is at least one eye catching example of the wares he’s bringing up. It did bring to mind a time when doctors dispensed diet pills to housewives like candy. –Scott Baldinger

The Wizards of Odd

At least until they’re actually taking place,  parades don’t get me very excited, I have to confess–unless I can watch large paper mache puppets being made for them by talented artists such as Ken Polinskie and Dan Rupe. (Long after I lost all interest in the Macys Thanksgiving parade, I continued to go to West 81st Street the night before to watch the famous floats being inflated.Talk about fluffing!) The two are busily putting together a brilliant collection of (what else?) Wizard of Oz-  inspired ones for the always triumphant Hudson Pride parade, which takes place on June 16. –Scott Baldinger


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