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Holden’s New York
by Thomas Beller 01/29/2010Neighborhood: Central Park, Featured, Midtown
"THE first thing I did when I got off at Penn Station, I went into this phone booth. I felt like giving somebody a buzz. I left my bags right outside the booth so I could watch them, but as soon as I was inside, I couldn’t think of anybody to call up.” So begins the [...]
The Case of the Slacker Private Eyes
by Granger Greenbaum 12/25/2009Neighborhood: Midtown
By the third day of working on the case with Ray we were comfortable enough around each other to drop our professional facades and start slacking off a little. At first neither one of us knew how career-minded the other guy was so we kept using industry terminology relevant to the case. It was really [...]
Waking up at Bellevue
by Shauna Hellewell 08/22/2009Neighborhood: Midtown
When I woke up that morning, I thought we were in my East Village apartment sleeping in my bed. I thought we had fallen in love. It was the sound of his voice that convinced me, soothing and sexy, masculine and raw. His words were unintelligible as they crept through the dark. I liked the [...]
The Funny Company
by Peter Cherches 08/16/2009Neighborhood: Midtown
Morty Gunty grew up in my neighborhood. Morty Gunty was a two-bit standup comic. Morty Gunty played himself in Woody Allen’s film “Broadway Danny Rose.” Both Morty and Woody went to my high school, Midwood High, but Morty doesn’t rate a Wikipedia mention. Perhaps his greatest exposure was as the backup host for the Cerebal [...]
Almost Feeding the Hungry
by Jeff Kyle, Jr. 05/20/2009Neighborhood: Midtown
I live in New Jersey. That means that I have been known to frequent Manhattan as a somewhat out of place and bemused bridge and tunneler. A friend of mine is a rising star in the New York music scene. (This means that she occasionally gets a free beer and sometimes she even gets paid!) [...]
A Visit with the Madison Avenue Sports Car Driving and Chowder Society
by Patrick J. Sauer 11/18/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
Shortly after noon on October 7, a Harpo Marx horn was blown four times and the monthly Madison Avenue Sports Car Driving and Chowder Society meeting came to order. Founded in 1957 by CBS Radio executive Art Peck and advertising executive King Moore to generate media for car enthusiasts, the Society meets monthly to talk auto [...]
Barney’s Christmas Spectacular
by Guy Patrick Cunningham 11/18/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
My legs ached, but we had nothing else to do so we kept circling the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree over and over again. All I had on was this long brown jacket that looked like a cross between a trench coat and a windbreaker. It provided no warmth at all, but I was convinced it [...]
Three O’Clock High
by Katherine Dykstra 11/02/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
It is 3pm on a weekday, and I have left the office to caffeinate. As I step through the revolving doors and out into the day, I note that summer has seamlessly turned into fall. I gather this not from any change in the weather, but because the kids are back. I work in Midtown in [...]
Bet on Crazy
by Peter Nolan Smith 10/12/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
I knew very little about diamonds as a child other than Superman could squeeze coal with his steel-hard hands to create diamonds and my father had bought a diamond ring for my mother. It was a hundredth of the size of the diamonds Superman never gave to Lois Lane, but my mother loved hers, often [...]
Lick Us
by Kurt Rademacher 09/01/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
It’s 31 degrees on the third Saturday in February and I’m ignoring everyone on 9th Avenue. I am not a native and my ability to ignore is still a blunt instrument, numbing when engaged, so that walking down the street feels a bit like being led by a string out of a dark tunnel into [...]
Hope in a Jar
by Sandi Sonnenfeld 08/21/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
I’ve become obsessed by wrinkles. Particularly the ones surrounding my eyes and across the map of my forehead that extend like arid rivers across my skin’s terrain. About a year ago, I purchased my first wrinkle cream, Oil of Olay Anti-Aging Eye Gel ($12.99) from the local Duane Reade. This was followed by Olay’s Regenerist [...]
Before Oprah
by Marc Alan Di Martino 08/19/2008Neighborhood: Midtown
Back in the days when bookselling was uninfected by the dubious influence of Oprah’s Book Club, I was employed at the historic Midtown Book Retailers, a New York City landmark. The bookshop was housed in a now bulldozed brownstone buffeted by crags of diamond mines, popularly known as West 47th St. Manhattan, ground zero of [...]
