Category: Sidewalk Notes

A mile and a half through Central Park, an address I didn’t recognize, and a gourmet grocer waiting right next door.

New to the city and strangely at peace with not knowing everything yet — keys in the door and all.

Thirty days in, and still learning that we’re all a little new to each day.

A precinct-worthy love story that started with a vegan lunch and ended in Central Park.