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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.

 Walkabout Hitlist:

“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

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Keren Veisblatt Toledano is a User Experience Designer at Berya LLC. In her spare time she can be found soaking in Epsom salts, admiring copper pots, reading dystopian science fiction or sneaking a slice of lemon into her drinks. Her motto is, “A morning without coffee is sleep.” She lives in Philly with her cat, Cagney, partner, Michael, and son, Josiah.