If I had to chose, one of my favourite parts of New York has to be Greenwich village. For a long time I was infatuated by the grittiness of Brooklyn and the Lower East, but since last December (and hosting an impromptu Bob Dylan life tour for my dad)- I’ve been in awe of the history- be it musically or otherwise, of these red bricked streets and corners- I mean, there’s a reason Ms. Bradshaw chose to live there- right?
With streets lined with old comedy clubs, karaoke bars and pokey record shops- there’s something effortlessly charming and inspiring about this pocket of Manhattan. After hearing about The Spotted Pig during my first visit (and their iconic burger and fries), and Marie’s Crisis Cafe during my last (thanks to endless episodes of Travel Man)- it’s quickly become somewhere I can easily while away an afternoon, discovering something new every time.
So, during our flying visit last week- it was high up on mine and Carrie’s itinerary to spend a slice of our free afternoon wandering the village- making stops for lunch and ice cream at some favourite spots.
With this part of Manhattan still being cleared up after the Halloween Parade festivities from the night before, it felt emptier than usual, but nothing short of it’s magical self- especially where cobwebs had yet to be mopped up, and pumpkins yet to be taken down for another year. It was almost in the midst of a seasonal transition- on the bridge between Halloween and Christmas, when the city turns to a sea of sparkles and endless Elf references after weeks of costumes and brown crisp leaves. There really is something special about The Big Apple, and I hope it won’t be too long before my next visit…