Over the years I’ve stayed in a lot of hotels in New York City. Most of them have been perfectly fine, especially since I’ve only required accommodations for a single night or maybe two. There have been a couple that I won’t book again - The Empire across from Lincoln Center comes immediately to mind. … Continue reading Where to stay in NYC?
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Scenes – NYC, 11/10 & 11/11
No matter how many cities I visit, I will always love NYC the most. I can't imagine ever feeling the same combined sense of awe and comfort any other place in the world. From my earliest days exploring the city independently as a teenager, to last weekend, no other location inspires, contents and entertains me … Continue reading Scenes – NYC, 11/10 & 11/11
Protesting the President on Veteran’s Day
I don't know about you, but I live in fear of my nonexistent grandchildren. There have been too many times in recent years when I've wondered, how I might respond to these future beings when they ask me what I did during the Trump years to register my dissent with this most corrupt presidency. Participating … Continue reading Protesting the President on Veteran’s Day
Why do the buildings keep falling down?
That was the question that 18 years later I can still clearly hear my 4 year-old son asking me. Nearly two decades later, I still don’t have a good answer. It was my second week of school teaching in a new district. A vendor with whom I had a scheduled appointment was late and explained … Continue reading Why do the buildings keep falling down?
Breaking up with R.H. Macy
I’ve been a Macy’s girl since I moved to Albany and finally had one just a bus ride away. As a kid growing up outside of NYC, Macy’s was the mythical place of parades, magical cosmetics and fragrance counters, and brand name merchandise that I aspired to one day be able to afford. It was … Continue reading Breaking up with R.H. Macy
The lively Dead Rabbit
Earlier this month, my oldest son and I went to the city and got us some culture. It began with a cheap (less than $120 for the night) hotel way downtown, which became an afternoon performance at the Met, a Downton Abbey exhibit and visit to the super cool oculus. Our time in NYC coincided … Continue reading The lively Dead Rabbit
Ode to panettone
I don’t remember what made me buy the first one. Despite my mother’s German origins, it wasn’t as if fruit cake was part of my holiday traditions. As a matter of fact, I had distinct and negative memories of an episode involving fruitcakes baked in November, and left to soak in rum until Christmas, and … Continue reading Ode to panettone
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