Not long left for me now in Brooklyn but there is still time to do the New York thing.
Sit on the stoop. It’s cool to sit on the stoop when the weather is good. Some read the paper in the sun, drink coffee, play guitar or just chill out and watch the people on the sidewalk strolling around the neighbourhood or hurrying to work. There’s a buzz in the atmosphere and the wonderful warm April weather causes everyone to be friendly and chatty. White and pink blossoms are out on all the trees and the new leaves are shooting, I think this is possibly one of the best times of year to be here so aren’t I lucky?
People have Stoop Sales, where they put items out on the steps and either sit there all day trying to sell them or they put out an honesty box. Occasionally, items are just left
for people to help themselves, a charity begins at home situation. There are signs on some of the stoops…NO SITTING…NO SMOKING… NO ALCOHOL. In fact it’s illegal in America to drink alcohol in the streets or parks so no champagne picnic for us in Prospect Park!
That’s so evocative of NY, isn’t it? My 88 year old Mum remembers sitting on the stoop when she was a young woman staying there with family after WW2.
Some things never change. Enjoy your last few days, Ninette!
Enjoying your posts….Tell us something about the food. where have y ou been to eat. What is the wine like and the coffee?
Thanks for your comment. We’re off to lunch tomorrow in a Brooklyn Italian restaurant so definitely will be following the visit with a blog. The coffee is strong and plentiful both in the number of coffee shops and the variety! Latte, Capuccino, skinny, espresso, double, regular, medium, large, soya…the list goes on and you can usually have any of them hot or iced! Problem is iced means a cupful of ice before they pour the coffee over but that goes for any drinks it seems!
hey … who is the guy playing guitar on the steps? dont you think he looks like me? what am I doing in NYC (and when did I learn to play guitar)? – having an out of body experience possibly .. equally primaveraesque here in the Bel Paese but la grande mela is a few shades cooler no doubt.
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