Eat Pray Love: Take Two

Count me among the over six million people to buy Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat Pray Love. And count me among the many who didn't finish theĀ  New York Times bestseller. My gold Oleg Cassini bookmark is right where I left it three years ago. On page 72. It would seem that I, of all people, would be able to relate to Liz's story for I too had moved to Italy on a quest. But unlike Liz, who embarked on a "search for everything" after her marriage failed, I went to eat, drink and pray for love. And she, … [Read more...]

My Lasts

Jackie Robinson Park, Harlem

  It never escapes me that everything I do in my neighborhood is now the last time. As I walked to the subway this morning, to return Time Warner's equipment, a friendly owner of a store that seems to sell any item I need such as string, hooks to hang photos, etc., said "hello beautiful" to me as he always does. That will likely be the last time we see each other. As I descended the stairs at the 145th Street station, I thought, this is the last time I will go down these … [Read more...]

Counting down the chicken bones

As soon as I walked out of my front door last night, en route to the Art Bar in the West Village for my going away party, I heard music blaring from a parked car. Now that winter is over, the natives are getting restless and beginning to hang out at night. I am leaving just in time. Just as I was silently counting my days until I lived in civilization again, I spotted, just three buildings down from mine, a lone chicken bone on the sidewalk. I whipped out my BlackBerry and snapped the … [Read more...]

The countdown lands at the Double Eagle Steak House

I hadn't put Del Frisco's Double Eagle Steak House on my list of things I must do before I leave NY because it is a restaurant I have frequented often during the past 4 years. And there are plenty of great steakhouses in LA. There is no Yankee Stadium or Coney Island in Cali. But last week when I received an email from Lori, who introduced me to Del Frisco's a few years ago, saying we have to go to Del Frisco's before I leave, I gave it some thought. And not just because I coincidentally was … [Read more...]

The countdown begins: Coney Island

My days in New York are numbered. I've done nearly a year's time in Harlem and will soon be paroled for adequate behavior. I'll miss this wonderful and exciting concrete jungle called Manhattan. Although I've done a lot in my nearly four years here, there's still so much more to see and do. In between working and packing I'm getting out to check out some of the things I've put off. Being a hot dog lover, a visit to Coney Island to eat a hot dog at Nathan's was atop my last things to do list. I … [Read more...]

How much is that doggy in the window?

Maybe it's me being my usual grouchy self, but I am fed up with strangers coming up to me while I'm walking Lucy and asking me how much I paid for my dog. It is none of your business! I would never dream of asking a stranger how much they paid for anything. It's rude, or at least that's the way I was brought up. But in New York, rudeness knows no boundaries. I never got this question when I lived on the Upper East Side, where the residents are more refined. It's only in Harlem and when I lived … [Read more...]

Ghetto or practical?

kelly e carter

I was appalled when I looked out of my kitchen window yesterday and saw a makeshift refrigerator on the window sill of a neighbor's apartment a few yards away. Egg nog, poultry and who knows what else adorned the window sill in the 24 degree weather. I'm sorry but this is ghetto! But it's what I have come to expect living in Harlem, where I reluctantly moved last May. For all the hoopla over the gentrification of Harlem, it still has so very far to go. I speak as an outsider, not someone who … [Read more...]