Entries Tagged as 'soho'

Hells Kitchen • Central Park • SoHo

September 11th, 2005 · 3 Comments

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Pavonia/Newport Station, NJ

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My Old Apartment, Hells Kitchen, Manhattan

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Central Park, Manhattan

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Jessica, SoHo, Manhattan

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Sorbet in Lemonade :: Cafe Borgia, SoHo, Manhattan

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SoHo, Manhattan

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Vesuvio Bakery, SoHo, Manhattan

My second day in New York I was supposed to meet Jeannette & Mark in Hells Kitchen for lunch but I accidentally took the wrong train out of Hoboken, where I was staying with Jessica, and ended up at Pavonia/Newport farther in to Jersey instead of Christopher Street in Manhattan. By the time I got on the right train, got to Christopher Street and took a cab up to meet them, I was like a half hour late. But we still had time to grab something to eat at Turkish Cuisine on 9th Avenue.

After lunch I walked past my old apartment on 9th Avenue. Some things remain the same there, but there are many new restaurants and places that weren’t there when I lived there. Like my apartment entrance used to be between West Side Sushi and Gotham Cabinet and Craft.. but now Gotham Cabinet and Craft is gone and the space it was in is empty. I wonder what will go in next. Just so Seven Brothers is still there.. I used to go to that deli every single day.

Next, I considered going to MOMA, but Jess was getting off work early and I wanted to meet up with her, so I just walked through the park a little bit. I think I will forever and ever be in love with Central Park.

Then I went downtown and since Jess hadn’t eaten anything all day, we went to Cafe Borgia on Prince Street in SoHo. I wasn’t hungry, really, so I just had some lemon sorbet in lemonade.

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West Village

September 6th, 2005 · 6 Comments

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LaGuardia and Houston, West Village, Manhattan

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Associated Supermarket, West Village, Manhattan

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Pigs Flying Building, West Village, Manhattan

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West Village, Manhattan

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The Atrium, West Village, Manhattan

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Bleecker and Sullivan, West Village, Manhattan

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Ciao, West Village, Manhattan

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Indian Bread Co., West Village, Manhattan

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My Old Building, West Village, Manhattan

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My Old Apartment Door, West Village, Manhattan

After I’d had enough of Chinatown, I walked up through SoHo to the Village, my old stomping grounds. I wandered around the streets I used to walk on every day, past my old grocery store (HATE that place), up to Citibank, across Bleecker, and up Bedford.

The Atrium on Bleecker is where I had corporate housing for a month when I transferred to New York from San Diego two weeks after September 11, 2001. The building on Bedford between Carmine and Downing was where I lived before I transferred to Chicago. My apartment door was between the Yoga boutique and the Palm Reader.

When I turned to take the photo of Ciao, the waiter was like “ohhh, you want to take a photo of me?” and I was like “eh, not really, this corner looks pretty, though.” So he moved to step away and I told him to stay in the photo so he had to put on his macho stance. Then after I took the photo and gave him the thumbs up he had to make kissing noises at me. Classy.

Finally, outside the Indian Bread Company I took a photo of the printout they have of my site in their window. This is the printout that Joe sent me a while back.

Oh, and I almost forgot, here are a few more photos of the pigs flying building.

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Morning Before Work

October 5th, 2004 · 5 Comments

Deli

Yesterday morning the thing I was most excited about was going to my old deli by work and getting a big fat NY bagel. I was going to test my boy, Andy, there to see if he remembered my order (Everything, toasted, light butter) but he wasn’t around. There are some new displays and some new people there but for the most part it’s still the same.

Before that I had gone to the Starbucks on Varick/Spring to get some coffee. Walking down Varick I expected to feel some weird Twilight Zone action since that’s the route I used to walk to work every day but it felt good. Comfortable. Like maybe I was just walking this every day just last week.

As a true test that I have not lost my New Yorkness, 2 people asked me directions (to Hudson St. and to the nearest subway) and I was able to confidently tell them where to go. And no… it wasn’t “to hell”.

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