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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 […]

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 […]

The Stuff of Life

by Thomas Beller 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: West Village

I only wanted it to be over, even as I dreaded its arrival. For weeks I walked around in a clenched state of anticipation, unaware of how tense I had become. “An adventure or an exile?” I asked myself. I couldn’t decide. A few days before the big move, I was sitting in front of […]

Who Wants To Be An Extremist?

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Upper West Side

I buy my morning paper from a little shop on the corner of West 83rd Street called the Columbus Avenue Food Corp. & Convenience Store. When you walk in, standing behind the counter on your left is Shahid, a very sunny and trim Pakistani man in his 50s with a thinning salt-and-pepper comb-over and a […]

A Fair Trade

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Outer Boroughs, Queens

Somewhere, over the din, a thin voice called out, “Open!” I darted around, swaying from one foot to another, but before I could realize what had happened the elderly woman in line behind me had already scampered around to the newly opened lane. In her shamrock green coat and stiff knit hat, she leaned over […]

I $^(&$#*! NY

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: Lower East Side

6:30 A.M. I’ve only been able to sleep about six hours because there are three bars downstairs which close at around 3 A.M. It’s just getting light. I’m in a corner apartment on the 6th floor overlooking Orchard and Stanton Streets facing South and East. The morning sky is streaked with indigo, pink and brown. […]

You’re Supposed to Make Mistakes

by 12/31/2006
Neighborhood: West Village

“Just like a boxer in a title fight you’ve got to walk in that ring all alone You’re not the only one who’s made mistakes but they’re the only things that you can truly call your own” –Billy Joel I was looking at some apartments with my realtor, Harriet Loshin, just west of Union square, […]

Locust Horde

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

“Those Goddamn kids! I swear to God I can’t take it anymore. I can’t even get coffee without running into a giant mass of those little bastards at the Starbucks. It’s like a fucking daycare center in there during the mornings.” I looked up from the book I was reading at my brother, who had […]

The Smell of Bologna (An Essay in Ten Parts)

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

[Patrick J. Sauer also has a website. –Ed.] The sense of smell is the most powerful reminder of past events. It’s the hardest sense to pin down, the hardest to define. A smell is never described as it is, only in simile form. It smells like burning leaves. You know, it smells wet, like…like…like a […]

The Iguana Incident

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

In Park Slope, Brooklyn, on a week-day afternoon a woman was trying to sell her iguana for twenty-five dollars. She was giving it up for a more traditional pet, like a cat who didn’t need to be constantly put out in the sun to digest its meal but could do so underneath the bed. “It […]

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 […]

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 […]