The Ramble at Central Park

The Ramble in Central Park is a wonderful place to get lost in to be surrounded by nature. I don’t know I’ve managed to not know about this place until recently. It is a place to get lost in alone to the sounds of trees, birds and stillness. For the most part the people who pass you by are quiet as they are enjoying the tranquility as well. Some will talk to you asking if you know what bird is what or telling you where to find a special one.  The Ramble is located south of the MET Museum. 


Strolling down memory lane in Hell’s Kitchen

I grew up next door to Hell’s Kitchen and have been meaning to walk through to take pics of the older store front signs that are still standing. NYC is becoming a City that is losing its character with these new glass sky scrappers that are blocking the sky. So, with that in mind, I grabbed my camera and asked my sister to join me to walk down these streets to reminisce about the days(years really) when we were younger enjoying the 9th Avenue festival. Did you know that the festival used to have rides below 42nd St (that’s where the festival ends now)? We also used to run errands with our mom to the fish and meat market almost every weekend. No wonder we like to walk everywhere, we were walking 2 or more miles with her or our dad all of the time. Thanks guys! 

These pics are of the older establishments that have been in this neighborhood for decades (including the school) and no walk down this area wouldn’t be complete without a pic of Port Authority. I wanted to make sure that I have some photo evidence before (hopefully not for a while) they disappear to the ever high rents in Manhattan. 



Wandering the Village in NYC

I spent a lot of time going to St. Marks Place as a teen/young adult. I pierced my tongue at a place called Religious Sex and now that I think about how that took place, I have to question what the hell I was thinking when I got that done. If my memory serves me well, I went downstairs, sat on a table behind a yellow curtain, was given some mouthwash, had my tongue marked with a sharpie and held with some plier like device and pop when the pressure in my mouth with a new piece of jewelry.

I revisited this area with my sister and her girls because the youngest was going to get her second piercing in her ear. I mentioned that I had pierced my tongue twice and she said “so, you decided to make the same bad decision twice”. I then proceeded to tell her how I got this done at 20. We all got a laugh out of it and ventured to a now, sad shell of what this area has become. A good portion of the stores on the corner near 3rd Avenue are closed and on Sunday St. Mark’s Comics closed it’s doors for good after 36 years. 

I’ll say it again, I love finding old signs of businesses that still exist in NYC. I was drawn to the the Block Drug Stores sign and saw Moishe’s bakery before I made it to the corner. One quick glance at their window was all I needed to enter to remind me of so many delicacies that I enjoyed as a child. If you are ever near 7th street and 2nd Ave, please do yourself a favor and purchase something from this bakery ( I recommend the chocolate cigars). They don’t accept cards so make sure to have some cash on hand when walking in there.

We somehow managed to stay in the area until nightfall and on the walk back to the train, I came across a The Famous Cozy Soup n Burger Diner that I frequented a lot after shows that I took pics for at Joe’s Pub.I always ordered the same thing ( a bagel with french fries on the side) while my friends would order what seemed to be the entire menu. Right before I finished taking pictures in the Village, I needed to capture the steeple of Grace Church on a clear cold night. 

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