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Frick Collection’s Secret Rooms

Frick Collection’s Secret Rooms
The Frick Collection is one of just many great museums in the area (Museum Mile was probably my favorite place to take a stroll!), but what makes it unique is that it used to be a private home and private collection that’s been fitted to be viewed by the public. Some lucky journalist got to poke around the fun nooks and crannies closed to the most of us!
Frick Collection’s Secret Rooms

While the public spaces of the mansion are enough to give anyone real estate envy… what we were interested in was what was behind closed doors. With an old home like this you know there are some secret spots

Frick Collection’s Secret Rooms
Frick Collection’s Secret Rooms
Frick Collection’s Secret Rooms

Via The Gothamist

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High Line Park, Section 2

High Line Park, Section 2
Hope your able to spend your weekend in the park! The High Line just opened up Phase 2 of their park on Wednesday. But, since I’m not close enough to check it out myself, I’ll just have to settle for these pictures from Inhabit instead…
High Line Park, Section 2
High Line Park, Section 2
High Line Park, Section 2

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Here is New York

Here is New York
E.B White:

There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born there, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size, its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter–the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. Of these trembling cities the greatest is the last–the city of final destination, the city that is a goal. It is this third city that accounts for New York’s high strung disposition, its poetical deportment, its dedication to the arts, and its incomparable achievements. Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion. And whether it is a farmer arriving from a small town in Mississippi to escape the indignity of being observed by her neighbors, or a boy arriving from the Corn Belt with a manuscript in his suitcase and a pain in his heart, it makes no difference: each embraces New York with the intense excitement of first love, each absorbs New York with the fresh yes of an adventurer, each generates heat and light to dwarf the Consolidated Edison Company…

“Here is New York” from Essays of E.B White. | Photo by us.

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90-Square-Foot Microstudio


I, personally, could not handle that bed, but kudos to her for making it work!
Via Fair Companies

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New York Subway 1986

There are a few touches, here and there, that remind you this was 25 years ago, but really, scrub away the graffiti and it looks remarkably like the current station!
Via The Daily What

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If This Was New York

If This Was New York
A recent NYC-to-San Francisco transplant realized that New Yorkers have a very different way of doing things.

Situation: I tried to get on BART this morning, but my Clipper Card (like a Metro Card) wasn’t working. The agent in the booth saw that I had a problem, and was waiting for me when I got to the booth with a smile on her face., she looked at the card, said it was fine, and had me try another turnstyle.

IF THIS WAS NEW YORK: I would have stood at the turnstile for a couple of seconds, trying to get it to work. Several people behind me would have sighed in anger. Then I would have to try and push past them all to get out of the turnstile. I would have had to wave my hands at the booth agent, who would have been trying to actively ignore me. The microphone wouldn’t work very well, so I would be shouting that I was having a problem with my metro card. The guy would have the volume turned up really loud on the speaker so his answers would get blasted in my face at a million decibels. Then he would begrudgingly ask to see my card. He would find that there was nothing wrong with it, look at me like I was stupid for showing it to him in the first place, and tell me to try another turnstile. The card would then still not work. I would take it back to the guy, both of us getting impatient now. The guy would then hand me an envelope and instructions to mail the card back to the MTA for a refund, and then tell me to get another card. I would miss my train while trying to get the automated machine to spit out a new card.

Via Brandflakes for Breakfast | Image via The New Yorker

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Tracing Development Of Manhattan Block

Tracing Development Of Manhattan Block
Bill Easterly discusses the fascinating history of one tiny portion of Manhattan in the Soho district.

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Farewell, New York…

Looking Back at NYC
And so, tomorrow we leave the city. I’ve been here a full four years now. Four years sounds so short, but much like New York itself, it has been extreme dense and full. I truly love this city, but it is time to move on and take this adventure elsewhere; all the way to California!
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Down to the Wire


Sorry about lacking in the posting department yesterday. Woke up feeling pretty yucky and then had to go to my doctor’s appointment (annual checkup). Jack and I did go see Inception for the second time late last night at the Ziegfeld. If you have the chance I highly recommend this theater (along with seeing Inception again). It only has one screen, but it’s a huge and gorgeous space!

Jack and I only have today and tomorrow! I’m freaking out a good bit, as one would expect. Back to work for me!

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Classical in the Park

The New York Philharmonic
Just saw the parents off, but we’ll be seeing them back in Atlanta very soon! Though I worked yesterday I was able to steal away for lunch at the Chelsea Market, where we ate at Friedman’s Lunch. After work we met Rei, Jessie and Drew at the Great Lawn in Central Park for the New York Philharmonic’s Concerts in the Parks. Though there was a great loom of gray clouds, it ended up staying dry and cool. Twas a beautiful night!

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