I have a loud sex neighbor. It’s not all the time, but when it happens, I feel like drinking bleach. I’m not sure why bleach always comes to mind—I guess it’s the cleanest thing I can think of. I can’t get mad at them though, because when I have sex I’m pretty loud too. Not… Read more »
Just jump on the moving train and try not to die. —Chris Rock, What to Expect When You’re Expecting I’ve been on a speeding train for the last couple of months, but I think (key word: think) it’s going to slow down a bit this summer—a mixed blessing. While it would be nice to unpack… Read more »
I lost both my hips. Their decline was due to poor genetic lotto and a thousand games played on concrete and asphalt. One stood out: Johnny on the Pony, a game of immense endurance and stupidity. The game’s strategy involved one team (“The Pony”) forming a long bent-over row like a Chinese New Year’s dragon, while the other… Read more »
The sunset view from the Trump World Tower at United Nations Plaza was magical and dizzying. High above Manhattan, we found ourselves eye-level with a glowing Empire State building. In the distance, the jeweled, twinkling arms of three bridges pointed the way to Brooklyn and Queens. But the lights also drew attention to a shadow… Read more »
Last Friday, a friend invited me to go see him play the banjolele (half banjo/half ukulele) at a jam session on the Upper East Side at 10 AM. Woof! Who has a jam session at 10 AM? Who has a banjolele?? Because I have a crush on him, I said yes. I’m so so so glad that… Read more »
Where the children go, the schools follow. In a sure sign that Lower Manhattan is adding more families than ever (our residential population has doubled in the last 10 years), a new child care center and pre-school has opened off Washington Street across from Battery Park City. Just up the Hudson in North Battery Park… Read more »
If walls could talk, the Naumburg Bandshell would be New York City’s fiercest chatterbox. It’s been standing between Bethesda Terrace and Central Park’s famed, tree-lined Mall Promenade for almost 80 years, collecting memories while sharing music and words. Visit the Bandshell early in the morning and you’ll find a brief moment of quiet and stillness…. Read more »
I have been hanging out with a new dude, and the other night he invited me over to see his place for the first time. He promised crackers, cheese, and wine. I promised Bananagrams. I was really nervous on the train to Park Slope. Crackers and cheese! He sounded like a real man. When I arrived,… Read more »
Swept away by April showers, contributor Maria Gorshin, has some perfect rainy-day suggestions… A rainy Sunday in Manhattan might put you in the mood for New York’s cozy indoor spots. Open your umbrella and wander the West Village—Grove Street, West 10th, Bedford, Cornelia, Barrow, Greenwich—and you’ll discover gems that might become your go-to favorites in any… Read more »
Motherhood is not a job. —Elizabeth Gardner My good friend sent me a link to a brilliant Op-Ed by Elizabeth Gardner about motherhood that was published in the Chicago Tribune on April 18th. My friend has two children—two very small children. Somehow, she manages to raise both babies and work part-time as a lawyer. As you… Read more »
