Recently I went to an after-work gathering in Hell’s Kitchen with my boss. As we walked along, we discussed some of the ins and outs of living in Manhattan. She lived in New York for years before being dragged kicking … Continue reading
There’s a defining scene in one of my all-time favourite New York movies, Wall Street, where the characters discuss the merits of two rival Manhattan neighborhoods. The Upper West Side (as it was in the 1980s) is witheringly described as “the home … Continue reading
Spied on 9th Avenue in Hell’s Kitchen. Especially loving the total absence of context.