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a few things i miss about living in new york city
I’m currently suffering from a serious case of “grass-is-always-greener” syndrome. When I packed my bags to leave New York, I couldn’t wait to get away from the smells and the crowded sidewalks and the self-important (see: rude) New Yorkers. Maryland was like a shiny beacon of semi-Southern hope, where people smiled and groceries didn’t clean out your savings account. However, after a night out on Saturday, I’m pining for the conveniences I took for granted while living in New York: Late-night eats After a long night out, one of my favorite things to do is eat pizza. Or fries. Or…
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an open letter to the new york giants
Dear New York Giants, I’ll be the first to admit: we’ve had a contentious relationship. You’re the best friend that demands my husband’s full attention. Worse: you’re the other woman. We’ve ended weekend trips early to get back home so he could spend time with you, and you’ve come in between us during important events. Seriously, a Sunday night football game on the same night as the Golden Globes should be illegal. However, this year, you’ve really made up for it all. You’ve given me Paris. I don’t deny your impact, or even your allure. I’ve never really been a…
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tips for succeeding in new york as a holiday tourist
Friday, Friday, Friday! Ahhh this week has been a long one, and I’m excited for a seriously Christmasy weekend ahead. We have wine & cheese parties to attend and presents to open and cookies to bake. It’s going to get real festive up in here. One thing not on the list? Anything remotely close to midtown. Though we had a lot of fun, hubs and I checked the obligatory Rock Center tree visit off a few weekends ago while hosting family, and I’ve had my fill of the craziness that is midtown during the holidays. However, for those of you…
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christmas in new york
Seven years in, and I’m realizing that New York and I have a full-on emotionally abusive relationship. While walking to the subway after work yesterday, gazing at the lit-up trees and listening to the Christmas carols floating out of the festively decorated shops down by my office, it hit me. I stick it out year after year for one single thing: Christmas in New York. Yes, May in New York is beautiful. And September and early November are the times to visit this city if you’re a tourist (not October, weekends in October are always rainy). But Christmas in New York?…
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à bientôt, new york
To my dear friend, New York City, I’ve spent the last fourteen months with you, and boy was it great. To the rest of the world, you’re a star. You’re Carrie Bradshaw and Miracle on 34th Street and the place where Ross and Rachel fell in love. You’re the city that never sleeps. The place that Frank Sinatra croons about and the place Lady Gaga calls her hometown. To me, you aren’t any of these things. To me, you’re a little bit of a bitch. You eat my hard-earned paycheck for breakfast. You smell a little funny, especially in the…
