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In Defense of the Park Slope Food Coop; or, I Heart Chaos

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Park Slope

[The following is the second of two responses to "Confronting the Park Slope Food Coop", Fran Giuffre's blistering assault on the beloved Brooklyn institution, that has resulted in virtually nonstop Park Slope controversy for the last five years. In addition to Giuffre's historic polemic, another defense of the Coop, by the enigmatic "Dina", is also [...]

I Heart New York

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: All Over, Letter From Abroad

This is a love letter to you, New York, because I have been gone for four months and won’t be coming back for yet another one but I am counting the days, I am crossing off boxes on my calendar (wildlife scenes, pretty pictures of nature, which is what I am living in now and [...]

Units of Measurement

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Midtown

Finally we were meeting for dinner. I called him at just the right time when he happened to be in the neighborhood. That meant that he had class at Hunter and I was on his way home, in between him and Fort Greene. “Why don’t you come up here?” he asked. “Because I’m down here, [...]

Lobster Bisque on City Island

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Bronx, East Bronx

I always stop whenever I see “Lobster Bisque” on the soup menu, and I smile. That isn’t because lobster bisque is a particular favorite of mine. I never had much interest in “lobster anything,” unlike the people who rave about lobsters and have to order them whatever the cost, even though the menu may warn, [...]

A Brush With Death: AIRPORT ’75 vs. the Bikers

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Letter From Abroad

I took Bobbi Zymanski to see “Airport ’75″ at the Holiday Showcase movie house near the airport in October of that same year. It was our first date and I thought the timeliness of seeing an “Airport” movie near an actual airport in the same year that was in the title would sort of sanctify [...]

Raw Like Sauerkraut in the Market at Leinfelden-Echterdingen

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Lower East Side

Today it hit. I woke up with the usual thought—coffee. Despite the heat that caked my mouth like cracked paint, my craving kicked in immediately. I rolled out of bed and as I walked toward the kitchen it suddenly hit. My heart was broken. The heartbreak had been triggered the week before but the realization, [...]

What Should We Speak at Dinner?

by 12/16/2006
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Flatbush

“What should we serve for dinner?” often translates, for me, into, “What should we speak at dinner?” My household is the confluence of five languages. I’m French and my husband is Haitian and Italian. Our older son married a young woman from Taiwan while our younger son’s fiancée is from Trinidad. This mélange of native [...]

Water, One Dollar

by 11/24/2006
Neighborhood: Financial District

Mohammad B. Miah is a small man. He stands about five feet tall with his red and white and black leather hi-top sneakers on. He lives in Astoria, Queens, and he wants to know whether I work for the city. He motions in the direction of City Hall. “You have a job?” he asks. “I’m [...]

In the Year 2000: Jeff Greenfield and the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade

by 11/24/2006
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

On Election Night two weeks ago, I was laying on my couch whiling away the hours, aiming to stay awake until I could officially note that my homestate was instrumental in saving the State of the Union. (I made it to 3 a.m., but it wasn’t Rocky Mountain solid until the next afternoon anyway. Give [...]

[Moses]

by 11/10/2006
Neighborhood: East Village

I scrolled through last Saturday’s call log on my cell phone to find his number. I hadn’t saved it on purpose, never thought I’d be dialing it. Weird, I couldn’t stop thinking about this guy. It wasn’t a crush or anything (the thought of romance with anyone Y-chromosomed made my stomach turn), but I had [...]

“An Orthodox Jew Walks into a McDonald’s…”

by 10/31/2006
Neighborhood: Union Square

I am not expecting it to be so pink. The floor is tiled light mauve-ish, though it’s having a brown sort of day, what with the rain and the customers tracking in the muck from outside. The counters and tables are a marbleized pink and the occasional wall panel is deep purple. I had been [...]

Thanksgiving With The Blonde in The Brown Jacket

by 10/31/2006
Neighborhood: Harlem

If you find yourself awakened by an eccentric, foul-tempered neighbor called el Jefe in the hallway of an apartment building known for its vermin while fully installed with a vodka hangover and reeking of pizza-flavored snack treats, be as pleasant as possible. Especially if you are seeking assistance in the forcible entry of your own [...]