The cherry blossoms are exploding in Central Park, Soho is buzzing with espresso-powered shoppers, sidewalk dining is back in the East Village, the Bronx Bombers are owning the Red Sox as they begin their quest for pennant number 28... is there anywhere better than the Big Apple on a glorious spring day?
By the way, the correct response is C: No. Although D: Hell No! will also be accepted.
On a stunning spring weekend, the beautiful people were out in force in Soho. Along with Rock.
The state is bankrupt, crime is on the up, the MTA can barely keep their security cameras working let alone keep their decrepit trains on the rails... but New York is still New York baby.
Kick back, relax, fire up Jay-Z's "Empire State of Mind" on the boom box, and watch the world go by.
Dining, Soho style. Everything is bigger in the Big Apple.
Especially the bill, after a round of fresh New England oysters.
I think you need a bit more bling before you can call yourself the Prince.
It may look tranquil, but they actually caught a wild coyote in the Park the other day.
Begone winter winds! Pack up the overcoats for another year, it's time to hike up the skirts and lower the tops.
The low angle keeps the rabid hordes of tourists descending on the 5th Avenue Apple store out of the shot. Rock's take on the iPad... iDon'tCare.
Flowers on Fifth.
Bergdorf Goodman and the rest of 5th Avenue are hoping the recession unthaws as fast as the last of the winter ice did. Shouldn't be a problem if Mei has anything to do with it...
Whew, all this walking is, like, hard work. Someone needs to shake off the winter lethargy and get back in fighting shape for another summer of pavement pounding.
One spot in NYC where it doesn't matter if the Dow is up or down, if non-farm payrolls was above or below consensus, if Bernanke will or won't say this or that; the trees out here have seen almost as many booms as busts as they have seasons.
Hang up the ice skates for another year... oh wait, you never took 'em out in the first place.
Dude, one year does not a true New Yorker make. So wipe that smug grin off your face. If you're such a local, how come the horse carriage touts make a beeline your way from a block away?
Like a babe in the woods.
Nice to be able to wear sunglasses for reasons other than the avoidance of snow blindness.
Hard to believe this whole place was buried under a foot of snow only a month ago.
In the shadow of six Michelin stars. TimeWarner center boasts six Michelin stars in one building. That's six more that Rock's tried.
By the way, the correct response is C: No. Although D: Hell No! will also be accepted.
On a stunning spring weekend, the beautiful people were out in force in Soho. Along with Rock.
The state is bankrupt, crime is on the up, the MTA can barely keep their security cameras working let alone keep their decrepit trains on the rails... but New York is still New York baby.
Kick back, relax, fire up Jay-Z's "Empire State of Mind" on the boom box, and watch the world go by.
Dining, Soho style. Everything is bigger in the Big Apple.
Especially the bill, after a round of fresh New England oysters.
I think you need a bit more bling before you can call yourself the Prince.
It may look tranquil, but they actually caught a wild coyote in the Park the other day.
Begone winter winds! Pack up the overcoats for another year, it's time to hike up the skirts and lower the tops.
The low angle keeps the rabid hordes of tourists descending on the 5th Avenue Apple store out of the shot. Rock's take on the iPad... iDon'tCare.
Flowers on Fifth.
Bergdorf Goodman and the rest of 5th Avenue are hoping the recession unthaws as fast as the last of the winter ice did. Shouldn't be a problem if Mei has anything to do with it...
Whew, all this walking is, like, hard work. Someone needs to shake off the winter lethargy and get back in fighting shape for another summer of pavement pounding.
One spot in NYC where it doesn't matter if the Dow is up or down, if non-farm payrolls was above or below consensus, if Bernanke will or won't say this or that; the trees out here have seen almost as many booms as busts as they have seasons.
Hang up the ice skates for another year... oh wait, you never took 'em out in the first place.
Dude, one year does not a true New Yorker make. So wipe that smug grin off your face. If you're such a local, how come the horse carriage touts make a beeline your way from a block away?
Like a babe in the woods.
Nice to be able to wear sunglasses for reasons other than the avoidance of snow blindness.
Hard to believe this whole place was buried under a foot of snow only a month ago.
In the shadow of six Michelin stars. TimeWarner center boasts six Michelin stars in one building. That's six more that Rock's tried.
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