New York can be a hard place. People are rushing around you, treating you as if you weren’t human, only something in their way. The bustle can be overwhelming. You can get lost in the shuffle and feel like a number. But living here with a family has been very different, especially with a newborn.Continue reading “How New Yorkers react to our five pound baby”
The smells of New York City are usually the butt of a joke (which is often associated with the smell of a butt).
But in the spring, there is something sweet in the air.
It’s surprising.Continue reading “In NYC, spring is in the air”
On our way home from school, a stream of neighborhood children cross at an intersection where a woman with a rich Latin-American accent greets every child by name as she helps them across the street every day. Dulce’s our crosswalk lady.Continue reading “What the crosswalk lady said unsettled me”
Pizza is life.
I crave it, dream about it, long for it.Continue reading “I ❤️ pizza”
Going to the grocery store for organic cucumbers should be boring.
But this time was different.