Tag Archives: New York City

A Not Nice New York

Posted on November 15, 2017 by

I live on the Upper East Side in the middle of a pretty block. If you go west, all is clean and peaceful, doormen sweeping, hosing down the pavement.  Seasonal flowers planted on each esplanade. However, if you go east, … Continue reading →

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Snoogums Oh Ma Huna

Posted on September 30, 2015 by

There’s a woman who works at a Starbucks I frequent who has a cartload of names for her customers…doesn’t matter how many times you tell her the right one she’s supposed to jot on your cup like a dog tag. … Continue reading →

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More Breadtime Stories

Posted on July 22, 2015 by

I was stretching in front of the Guggenheim Museum when I notice a bakery truck, double-parked, while watching the driver and two cops verbally duke it out. Naturally I put that leaf in my ear to effectively eavesdrop in order … Continue reading →

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Sweet Interlude

Posted on June 23, 2015 by

As I was walking down 86th Street a woman holding a baby was coming towards me.  She was pointing to a tree explaining its blossoms.  I loved how intensely the child listened as if he understood every word she said. … Continue reading →

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Ten Little Indians

Posted on August 4, 2014 by

Every Sunday morning I go to Tal Bagels on 83rd and Lexington to get one of their mini specials. After six days of oatmeal I give myself a break. Not that I’m not fond of the porridge I make every … Continue reading →

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Sardines In A Can

Posted on January 8, 2014 by

I often write about subway life, the only way to get around quickly in Manhattan. The trains are truly amazing, until they get stuck with you smashed against some guy with breathtaking BO that is. He was nice looking…corporate and … Continue reading →

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Discomfort Food

Posted on December 9, 2013 by

I’m here in bed with a hot water bottle and no, I’m not wearing lingerie. Rolaids are on the bedside table along with ginger-ale and a cup of cold camomile tea. Camille and I went to our first Christmas cocktail … Continue reading →

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Baby Makes Three

Posted on November 18, 2013 by

On the heels of my essay, All Shook Up… https://athingirl.com/2013/11/13/im-all-shook-up/ about my very pregnant upstairs neighbor… that very night there was a shy knock on the door. “Who is it?” No answer. This is New York so I never answer … Continue reading →

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Minutes From A New York Writer’s Workshop

Posted on October 29, 2013 by

This may become a feature…we’ll see. But it’s dawned on me, though making copious mental notes of all I see, I’m not always quick on the draw dialogue wise, wading through and wasting, some of the best lines overheard ever. … Continue reading →

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The Can Man And Me

Posted on October 19, 2013 by

6:45 a.m. corner of 80th and Madison… There’s a man picking out all the cans and plastic bottles from the corner trashcan. I squeeze around him to mail a letter. He grabs my ankle causing me to almost fall and … Continue reading →

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