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Hell’s Kitchen and All That Jazz

by 04/09/2015
Neighborhood: Featured, Hell's Kitchen

Like 54 Google +1 0 Retweet 1 I was dropped off in Hell’s Kitchen with my turquoise vinyl trunk, my art school scholarship, and the soundtrack to Midnight Cowboy sensurrounding my dreams. Everybody's talking at me I don't hear a word they're saying Only the echoes of my mind I was eighteen, and ready for […]

I Remember I Forget, And Why

by 02/18/2015
Neighborhood: Featured, West Village

Like 126 Google +1 0 Retweet 6 I've lived in the neighborhood practically forever, but to my girlfriend it's all new. She's always making some new discovery. Once she came home with a small box of Japanese chocolate wrapped inside a perfect silver bag and with a sleek packet of dry ice. I asked her […]

There Will Be Blood

by 04/23/2014
Neighborhood: Featured, Yorkville

Like 33 Google +1 0 Retweet 15 At 16, my dream job was working behind the deli counter at Daitch Shopwell. As a stock boy this would be a coup. Watching Milton or Marty cut thin slices of rare roast beef and Jarlsberg Swiss, I cried with pain. Pain that some son of a bitch […]

Last Night at Mrs. C’s

by 04/16/2014
Neighborhood: East Village, Featured

Like 73 Google +1 0 Retweet 7 When we were kids, starting at about 15-years old, there was a bar we’d frequent on Fifth Street east of Avenue A, just past the Con Edison substation. It was called the Chic Choc, but we knew it either as Chic’s or Mrs. C’s. Customers addressed the woman […]

An Education on Avenue B

by 03/23/2014
Neighborhood: East Village, Featured

Like 284 Google +1 0 Retweet 9 In 1971, when I was 11 years old, my world was turned upside down when my parents decided to send me to a Jewish Day School on the Lower East Side. From grades 1 to 5, I’d gone to the Downtown Community School, or DCS as it was […]

Sliced Tomatoes

by 03/16/2014
Neighborhood: Boro Park, Featured

Like 22 Google +1 0 Retweet 3 In the Jewish neighborhoods he was “Morris, the Maven of Tomatoes.” The orthodox women hardly talked to him, except to call out their orders in Yiddish, enough of which he understood, or to haggle about his high prices or to complain about the accuracy of the scale that […]

The Laughter of the Maestro

by 03/09/2014
Neighborhood: Featured, Fort Greene

Like 10 Google +1 0 Retweet 3 Last week I was walking home through a snowstorm. Turning the corner toward Fulton I called Cecil Taylor, who lived in the last unrenovated brownstone on that street. We knew each other from back in the 70s. The jazz pianist’s manager James Spicer had been a mutual friend, […]

Good Humor

by 12/06/2013
Neighborhood: Bowery, East Village, Lower East Side

Like 725 Google +1 0 Retweet 20 The week before my high school graduation, I wandered into the Good Humor ice cream garage on East 3rd Street between 1st and 2nd Avenue, just a block from my apartment. I was looking for a summer job. A friend of the family, a college kid named Keith, […]

Katya

by 08/09/2013
Neighborhood: East Village, Featured

Like 109 Google +1 0 Retweet 0 Yellow police tape stretched across the doorframe of Apartment 5. I had walked past this door every day for the last two years, past its tortured wood, pockmarked like the cigarette-burned arms of its inhabitant. The door was so battered, a neighbor told me, from all the times […]

Red Socks

by 07/28/2013
Neighborhood: Midwood, Sheepshead Bay

Like 0 Google +1 0 Retweet 0 Ran into my neighbor Traubman, a regular Gary Shteyngart except much older, on the sidewalk outside our apartment building near Kings Highway, while headed to the B train to Manhattan and wondering how bad my sciatica would be that day. "Where've you been, I've been thinking about you," […]

Below 14th

by 05/30/2013
Neighborhood: East Village, Lower East Side

Like 82 Google +1 0 Retweet 4 In the summer of 1984, I sublet an apartment on East 3rd Street between Avenue A and B, about one hundred yards from the building in which I had spent the first 18 years of my life. I’d been away for six years—the first four at a small […]

Body English

by 05/25/2013
Neighborhood: Clifton, Featured, Staten Island

Like 43 Google +1 0 Retweet 1 In the summer of ’77, I met Mark Roth in Pathmark on Hylan Boulevard. Heading home from a Sunday drive, my parents stopped to pick up groceries for dinner, and waiting in the Express Lane, he got behind us with a bottle of Mott’s Apple Juice. I was […]