#nyc

As I awoke to snow falling this morning at 6:00AM, it certainly doesn't feel like Spring.  Or April, for that matter.  Especially when it's a lovely 72°F in North Carolina.  At least I am looking forward to a cassoulet on Wednesday at a little wine bar & bistro on 33rd Street. Yesterday's fli...

I was fortunate enough to live in Manhattan from the late-60's to 2003, some of the most vibrant, decadent and creative years in the history of the city.  The decline began in the late 90's, and continuing evidence was obvious during our visits over the last 15 years.  The decay is now a cancer. ...