One of my favorite spots for ‘meandering’ in New York is Chelsea Market, located at 75 Ninth Avenue (between 15th and 16th Streets). It’s described by Wikipedia as “an enclosed urban food court, shopping mall, office building and television production facility located in the Chelsea neighborhood.” It houses such companies
{ a long-abandoned subway station four stories under the streets of NYC } 103 artists worked for over a year and a half, illegally, in dark tunnels and in fear of being arrested, to showcase their contemporary art form. When finished the show’s creators unveiled “The Underbelly Project” for only
Two men went to a community meeting. They didn’t know each other. But they had a similar idea. Listen to this video. Just sitting here, reminiscing about last week in New York. I was back for a BlogHer Writers conference. Although my few days there were scheduled tight, I stole
Yep. There are a few good things about being old. I went to the bank this morning to deposit checks for my kids’ allowances. I was wearing a brand new, fresh-outta-the-box turtleneck from LL Bean. It’s a pretty turquoise top my sister sent me for my birthday last week. “Welcome
Because of my obvious love of the city, I often get asked, “why don’t you move to New York?” Honey, I spent many a night this summer, lying in bed wondering what my destiny was. Should I just sell everything, pack up my clothes and move to a place that
I love this place called New York. Nowhere else in the world affects me like this city. Literally minutes after deboarding the plane my entire body is infused with energy. A bit trite, but I get a kick in my step, a smile on my face, and a sense of
You know, I don’t watch much TV at all. Oh, I might turn on House or Law & Order as I crawl into bed at night, but that’s about it. One morning back in January or February, the The View was playing in the background as I dressed. It caught
Today was the first time I felt unsafe in any neighborhood in Manhattan. I came out of the subway station at 125th street in East Harlem and immediately felt intimidated by the hoards of young men hovering around the subway entrance. Across the street a group was forming around two
I learned in my class last night that I needed to start naming my blog posts with “keywords.” As you probably know keywords are terms you might Google to find specific information. Since I doubt anyone would type in “Day Seventeen,” I’ll be forced to pay more attention to the
What’s that saying? “A friend is someone who will bail you out of jail, but your best friend is the one sitting next to you saying, ‘Damn, that was fun!’ “ Well, that’s the type friend I have in Annie G. I was walking down Broadway in broad daylight, minding
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