Tag: derek sanders
This fake La Esquina owner still doesn’t know how to apply for a liquor license in NYC? Doubtful as he has a long history here, and a long history of crimes large and small in this town. Why does trouble always follow this man at every one of his establishments?
Cafe Select Pauses Dinner for a Bit While It Sorts Out Liquor License Issue
By Devra Ferst
“Serge Becker’s Swiss-inspired Cafe Select is cutting off dinner service for a little while. A manager says the restaurant’s having an issue with its liquor license, but wouldn’t say precisely what that issue is.” CONT’D at eater.com>>
Aleim, from the Hebrew for, apparently, “horrifically bad reporting,” published a fluff piece on Serge Becker as part of his publicist’s ongoing campaign to change his image into that of humble nice-guy and community-minded father. Aleim, a struggling newcomer, is the only kind of publication where Becker’s publicist can get away with such tripe.
The article, written by Shirine Saad, has no comments section because most likely no New Yorkers can be found to say something nice about Becker and Aleim knows it. La Esquina as a drug-free Disneyland? That was particularly disturbing, Shirine, given that Becker is well-known for facilitating the illegal drug trade at his establishments. One of Becker’s partners, Cordell Lochin, was an international drug smuggler sent to prison by a federal court, and Becker committed perjury by stonewalling, attempting to publicly distance himself from Lochin, and giving what prosecutors described as “odd” testimony during the hearings. Becker, at the behest of co-owners James Gersten and Derek Sanders, instructed his staff to engage in a systematized pattern of assault and battery of its customers, including, ironically for Mexican-themed La Esquina, a Latino newspaper reporter. Becker is a thug, a criminal, and the worst kind of New Yorker, who then wonders why his neighbors don’t want him and his establishments darkening their doorsteps. He needs to meet the same fate as Peter Gatien: deportation.
Toldja. I know first hand as NYPD refused to take mine and my future spouse’s complaint after being assaulted and threatened with rape at La Esquina in 2006.
NYPD Leaves Offenses Unrecorded to Keep Crime Rates Down
by Al Baker and Joseph Goldstein, New York Times
“Crime victims in New York sometimes struggle to persuade the police to write down what happened on an official report…Police officers, detectives and commanders cited departmental pressure to keep crime statistics low.” CONT’D at nytimes.com >>
Gawker writer Brian Moylan trashes Vogue editor Anna Wintour for trying to run Serge Becker out of town on a rail and for saying of him, rightfully (and I speak from first-hand experience), “I know the kind of places he’s involved in and the kind of people that he brings.” Like I said, she’s exactly right, and he’s been getting away with it and will continue to do so for years. Follow the [bribe] money. Becker has a long history of utter disregard and contempt for his neighbors and a pattern providing employment opportunities and hangouts for unrepentant drug addicts and hoodlums. His establishments are little more than glammed up crack houses. Don’t take my word for it, do your own homework.
I hate it when a jackass hipster posing as a journalist describes the residents of a neighborhood as “pesky” for not wanting their blocks turned into eternal street parties and crack dens for his over-privileged moron friends. Damn you, pesky citizens, for not rolling over and playing dead so coke-addled, pretentious suburban kids can live out their NYC glam fantasies and turn your residential block into a shithole.
Wintour’s dead right about Becker and the crowd he runs with — convicted drug dealers, thugs, crackheads, crooks – and that’s just the front-of-house staff. Becker hand picks scum like this to be the public face of La Esquina, then wonders why no one wants him in their neighborhood? Gee Serge, what gives? Wintour and her Greenwich Village neighbors might be “tony” but that doesn’t mean everyone who wants Becker’s slime pits shut down is in her same income bracket, so stop making sweeping generalizations. Maybe she just doesn’t want to see her neighbors beaten, dragged, manhandled and have lit cigarettes tossed in their faces.
Where do you live, Moylan? Please tell us so we can come by and party Becker-style outside your place, ‘k? No complaints, now, junior, or we’ll brand you a NIMBY.
Despite several years of embattled restaurateur Serge Becker identifying himself repeatedly to the media as the primary co-owner of La Esquina, as well as duping convicted international drug smuggler Cordell Lochin into believing he was also a co-owner, the real owners James Gersten and Derek Sanders have come clean with an announcement dissociating themselves from Becker. It doesn’t mention why they never came forward to publicly address numerous public accusations of rape, assault & battery and terroristic threats against their customers including Argentine journalist Alberto Armendáriz, by staff including alleged threats to commit rape by La Esquina doorman Dominic Chianese, Jr., an aspiring actor, stand-up comedian and son of Sopranos actor Dominic Chianese.
Gersten and Sanders also repeatedly refused to acknowledge or accept certified letters sent to them by the lawyer of a least one La Esquina complainant (guess which one). Then-City Council Speaker Christine Quinn also called attention to these issues, including the fact that the owners were hiring security staff who were not licensed security guards as New York City law requires.
Gersten and Sanders’ wives have yet to publicly weigh in on the rape allegations at their husbands’ establishments, but certainly Michelle is enjoying her lovely new home paid for by her husband’s victimized customers.
Why Becker took the heat for Gersten and Sanders by pretending to be the La Esquina owner while they remained silent during these controversies, and why he duped Lochin into going along for the ride, remains a mystery…
Serge Becker, James Gersten and Derek Sanders’ La Esquina business associate, the convicted international drug smuggler Cordell Lochin, is in a Brooklyn halfway house. Maybe he’s truly a changed man; anything’s possible. I know first-hand that sometimes prison miracles happen.
His friends and family have even started a Cordell fan page on Facebook in a show of support, so he clearly has every intention of remaining a highly visible public figure. You’re offering him his old job back as “social connector,” right Becker, because you’re such an upstanding, community-minded citizen who’s always there to support your rehabilitated employees? Oh right, you did a sloppy legal tapdance to try and publicly distance yourself from Lochin when he was sentenced. Now there’s a friend.
The beleagured La Esquina shuttered yet again. Shocking.
“Serge Becker’s La Esquina was inspected last Friday because of a recent complaint that the kitchen exhaust was venting into a residential window. When the inspector showed up, the cellar restaurant was found to have combustible wood ceilings and inadequate egress for its customers. Three days later, today actually, La Esquina was slapped with the vacate order. A tipster with a reservation in the near future just received a call from the restaurant, which told her that all reservations have been canceled due to ‘uncontrollable circumstances.’” Read the full article at eater.com.
UPDATE: Two months later it would emerge that Serge Becker is not and never was the owner of La Esquina. He was protecting the real owners, a pair of standup guys named James Gersten and Derek Sanders, so they are the real culprits here. Even the city’s Department of Buildings had been duped at the time. Gersten and Sanders also aided and abetted Becker in duping convicted international drug smuggler Cordell Lochin into thinking he was a co-owner. The lack of exits at this establishment is just the tip of the iceberg. Gersten and Sanders also used Becker and Lochin to dodge multiple allegations of rape, threats of rape, and assault and battery at La Esquina and dodged letters served on them by at least one complainant’s (that would be me) lawyer. I’m just glad they’re having fun and building dream homes with their beautiful wives and children.
Becker’s Cafe Select right across from his scandal-plagued La Esquina is also under fire:
“A tipster tells Grub Street that on April 28, La Esquina’s neighbor across the way, Café Select, was ‘raided.’ …The inspection resulted in 103 violation points (anything above 28 requires a follow-up inspection)…Safe to say this will muffle the party scene at Café Select for the foreseeable future.” Full story at grubstreet.com.
UPDATE: Becker’s Cafe Select would continue having trouble with city inspectors right along with La Esquina. In July, 2010 it emerged that Serge Becker is not and never was the owner of La Esquina. He was protecting the real owners, a pair of standup guys named James Gersten and Derek Sanders. Even the city’s Department of Buildings had been duped at the time. Gersten and Sanders also aided and abetted Becker in duping convicted international drug smuggler Cordell Lochin into thinking he was a co-owner. Gersten and Sanders also used Becker and Lochin to dodge multiple allegations of rape, threats of rape, and assault and battery at La Esquina and dodged letters served on them by at least one complainant’s (that would be me) lawyer. I’m just glad they’re having fun and building dream homes with their beautiful wives and children.
A tipster reports that aspiring actor Dominic Chianese, Jr., estranged son of Sopranos star Dominic Chianese, is appearing nightly on the sidewalk in front of the troubled Cooper Square Hotel, 25 Cooper Square, as a doorman. Guess he’s all they could afford.
According to carefully chosen words by Paper Magazine (now retracted and removed) and a highly informed blogger, alleged longtime drug abuser and La Esquina doorman Dominic “Rapey” Chianese, Jr.–the Nosferatulike ringleader of our assault, battery and menacing, the one who slapped me repeatedly, broke our camera, threatened to rape us and told us that “in the old days you would be dead”–was shot to death by a crack dealer in Florida. Selected portions of the rumor were then revised (he’s not quite dead) while the part about the crack deal remains vague. Is there any link between his Florida visit and Becker’s La Esquina Miami? Floridians beware.
Here’s what James Gersten and Derek Sanders’ unlicensed bouncers did to me: