One of the great things about living in NYC are all the different neighborhoods one can explore. On any day all it takes is a quick subway ride to hit up any part of the city. Brooklyn (fuggetaboutit!), da Bronx, Queens, every part of Manhattan up down and all around, and even Jersey is easy to get to by the PATH train from NYC. I have explored many parts of the city area riding the rails. Today was no different as we headed up to one of my favorite hoods – Harlem USA – to hang out, shop, and grab a bite to eat. Continue reading Harlem NYC – fun & history a subway ride away.
People who live here in NYC are funny sometimes. Well, I should correct myself and say that “couples” who live in NYC are funny at times. Not that I neccessarily see their hijinks as humorous, but it’s when I see their public breakups as hysterical if not cringe inducing!
I must have viewed these public performances at least three times this past week. One on a street corner coming home from work. One on the sidewalk near the park on my way to the gym. The best of all? On the subway while heading to work! That last one was brutally epic. Especially when she told the dude he was lame in bed and the other chick he was seeing can have him. I could not help but snicker out loud at that one! Hey, I’m a NY’er. I get a good laugh when I see people walk into things, trip on the imaginary crack in the sidewalk, or step into that nasty puddle of mystery fluid at the street corner and drench their shoes and socks in it. Yes, I do have a bit of a warped sense of humor at times.
We have now entered the time of the year that can only be considered the dead zone between seasons of gloom and unabashed joy. Yes, that time of the year on the calendar that seems to drag on endlessly between New Year’s and Spring weather sometime in late April or May. The days start off dark heading to work, and end in the dark on the way home from work. The trees are bare of leaves. The air is cold. The weather unpredictable with days of dryness giving way to snow, sleet, and rain. Kind of dreary out. Very few holidays to break up the monotony save for President’s Day and Martin Luther King day if your company is nice enough to give them off. It’s a time when people desperately try to adhere to their resolutions to eat better, be a bit healthier, and stick to a fitness program.
Yes, we have now entered….The Noob Zone.
Living in NYC offers a plethora of watering holes to get your drink on. There is so much to choose from that at times we argue endlessly about where to go or what kind of place we want to spend our drinking time at. We are a fickle bunch and all have our preferred spots to down a beer or enjoy a quality made libation. Many are creatures of habit and will only hit up the same joints now and again. This drives me nuts as I like to explore new places and try out something different depending on my mood. I am happy to say that the group of friends I associate with also are of the same mindset. Bars, pubs, clubs, sports bars, dive bars, gay bars, cocktail bars, hipster bars, metal bars, etc, and my own special favorite – the Speakeasy.
I love a good Speakeasy. These specialized bars that pay homage to a time long ago when our country lost it’s mind and outlawed all beer, booze, and spirits. Prohibition to me was one of the worst decisions that our country ever made. Yeah, how did that brain-thrust of an idea work out?