|Los Amigos Community Garden in the East Village|
I am known to “jump the gun”. A few months ago, my cousin was in New York and expressed an interest in moving to Manhattan. Danielle LOVES New York almost as much as I do. She would have no problem finding a job as a nurse in New York City. Plus, she has been coming to visit since she was about two years old. The decade plus that I was in the south, she continued to make tri-annual trips for Broadway productions and Restaurant Row. Watching the transition through the past three decades since her first trip in 1981, she is probably more of a seasoned New Yorker than I am.
We had a glass of wine or three in a cute brasserie in the East Village. We had been exploring for a few hours. I am always excited to show visitors the “other” side of New York City, or not-so-typical places that tourists rarely see. There is so much here! New York is not just Times Square, Macy’s, the South Street Seaport and the World Trade Center. Although these are all important aspects of New York’s history and always will be, there is so much more.
We ventured to the far E.V. or “Alphabet City” which is one of my favorite areas of New York. Still gritty to me, but not gritty to those who lived there in 1985, it symbolizes all things New York: History, Creativity, Diversity, Evolution and Change. That day she saw real life happening–community gardens, ping pong in Tompkins Square Park, dog runs, and Loisaida. We walked up and down each street on the hot summer day, and took it all in.
|Danielle –Taking It All In|
After our eastern adventure we wandered west to “Lupa”, one of the best Italian trattorias in the Village. Surely after this fun-filled quintessential New York day, she would have her bags packed.
About a month ago, Mike and I attended a few open houses in the neighborhood. Danielle had expressed an interest in living on the Upper West Side if she did indeed ever move to Manhattan.
When the broker asked who we were shopping for, we responded, “Our cousin. She may be moving here.” We found a few good options for the perfect thirty-something-single -girl-in-Manhattan apartment.
Although Danielle has not expressed any real possibility of relocation since, it sure would be nice to have someone to share those memories of “Old New York”, even if she was in a stroller at the time. I bet she remembers climbing the walk-up apartment in Chelsea with her mom in 1981. Must have been a bumpy ride.
Looking at apartments? Once again, I jumped the gun. Maybe wishful thinking will eventually grant my wish.
|Cousins at Tompkins Square Park|