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Williamsburg Walkabout

In my six years in NYC, I have lived two in Harlem, three in Chelsea, and now one in South Brooklyn. Each neighborhood boasted a proximity to other neighborhoods that I could explore in my spare time. While in Harlem, I would often walk south to Morningside Heights, or east to Spanish Harlem. In Chelsea, I would go down to Meatpacking and through the West Village on a weekly basis. Now, in South Brooklyn, I find myself drawn to Red Hook, and Fort Greene. But, for the first time in my life I have direct access to the G Train, and with that comes North Williamsburg (and Southern Greenpoint).

Williamsburg, for me at least, was always the trendy cousin of Manhattan: great for clever outdoor markets, special (raw, vegan, fusion, truffle, buzzword) birthday dinners, spotting all-black-clad models / gallery girl rejects, counting tattoos, and sipping French press coffee. But honestly, I never thought of the neighborhood as an actual residence. It was more like a rowdy vacation home.

With ease of access only a few stops away, the seventies vinyl siding of North Williamsburg’s less than stellar architectural remnants is now only minutes away.

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“I come from nowhere Brooklyn, New York. Williamsburg, Brooklyn. These days Williamsburg is kind of a hip area, but when I grew up there, the taxi drivers wouldn’t even go over the bridge, it was so dangerous.” – Barry Manilow

Also referred to as SNOMG and SNOWTF, the North American blizzard affectionately known as Juno is gracing Brooklyn. I am indoors, under a chunky knit blanket, having just made Italian wedding soup (gluten free) and sipping wine. The radiators are hissing away.

For the first hour, snow in NYC is gloriously white and pristine. The city is becalmed, and covered in a blanket of pixie dust. The streets close, the walkways come to a halt, and all is still. Then, the dogs begin to piss, and the oil leaks, and the soot returns. But, oh what a lovely hour!

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“The snow doesn’t give a soft white damn whom it touches.” ― e.e. Cummings