One of my favorite little moments in New York City always comes when I walk home from SoHo at night: I glance over my shoulder as I go down the Bowery between Houston and Delancey streets and I see the Empire State Building glittering uptown and I...
The little joys of an open-air subway stop: watching the sun rise as you wait for your morning train, seeing the sun stream through colored glass, contemplate as the birds fly instead of the rats scramble.
I lived in Williamsburg in Brooklyn...
Whenever I feel a bit overwhelmed by the city's unstoppable pace and sheer number of people, places and things--like millions of other New Yorkers--I head to Central Park. It's an 1.317-square-mile oasis of relaxation and recreation: grassy fields,...
I'm a child of California: while I've certainly seen snow before, the prospect of a blizzard is still enough to make me giddy. However, snow in New York City is more of a black slushy nightmare: public transportation hold-ups, slippery sidewalks,...
While I feel like I'm constantly walking in Manhattan--darting through crowded sidewalks, trudging up stairs, ambling along the streets lined with shops--I rarely feel like I have a chance to stroll. Everyone in New York City has a purpose, a place...