This is my America

A couple of weeks ago, I had the inconvenient experience of being locked out of my apartment. I was on my way to meet my zany friend from Argentina for a showing of Woody Allen’s Café Society. It’d been a while since I’d seen my friend, so we caught up over coffee and he told…

An unexpected friendship

A couple of years ago, when I lived in lovely Nolita, I would wake up early every morning and walk a few blocks to the gym. At the end of my block, there was a cute little Euro-style bistro and they had a tiny bench tucked under their window facing the side street. One day,…

Well, poop!

About a month ago, I had to go over to a store Grand Opening in Soho on behalf of one of my clients.  I got a little turned around because Google Maps sent me to the address of their old store instead of the shiny new one that was the cause for celebration.  All the wandering…

Listen and Your Heart Will Open

On a summery September day, I took a stroll over to Rockwood Music Hall, one of my favorite joints.  It’s a short walk from my place – maybe eight blocks total.   I was in my own world thinking about how wonderful it was to still be wearing a sundress and sandals, when I heard…