After much contemplation I am finally writing my first post. So, my sweet, loving, extremely talented husband has written a post on why he loves New York City, so, I thought I would share what I love about the City we call home, and I might throw in some things that I don’t love so much. 🙂 I can’t believe how much pressure I feel as I write this, almost like I am back in school & my teacher (you, the reader) will grade me on my creativity, grammer grammar, ability to express emotion, etc. But, alas, here goes nothing…
The first thing I love about the City is the fact that this is where I fell in love with my husband and where we began our “family.” I have memories of our first date at Piccolo Italian restaurant, then a walk (that seemed an eternity at the time) to Union Square; our first kiss at JFK airport; strolls through Central Park with our families & friends as we were all getting to know each other & trying to figure each other out; staring at the Statue of Liberty & thinking in my head how I had fallen in love; shopping on Fifth Ave as we talked about our up-coming wedding day; having a layover in NYC before we went on our honeymoon, then coming back and starting our married life – exploring this intricate city as we navigated married life & learned how to parent a baby Yorkie. No matter where life takes us, this will be the place I first saw Mason, the place I fell in love with him, and the place I have continued to fall deeper and more meaningfully in love with this amazing man I get to call my husband & best friend. It has been mystical to say the least – a little girl’s fairy tale come true-falling in love with a man better than her dreams in a magical city.
OK, enough of the mushy stuff! The first thing I love about the city itself are the many arrays of cuisine that the city has to offer. Mason and I never get bored trying new restaurants, bakeries, and coffee shops. I don’t believe there is anywhere in the world one can find so many types of food in such a small radius. We go out of our door & can choose from Indian, Japanese, Spanish, Venezuelan, Polish, Egyptian, Chinese, Turkish, Mexican, Korean, Greek, Moroccan, Thai, Brazilian, French…shall I go on? One’s palate should really never get bored while living here. I feel a little closer to my home country in NYC due to the amazing Spanish restaurants and the fluent Spanish speakers. On a side note, it is amazing how much “true Spanish” I hear being spoken here – that is something else I love. Going back to food, oh glorious food. I firmly believe that this city is trying to make me obese – one word: Bakery. Seriously, do we need a little bit of heaven on every corner calling my name into temptation? I guess it’s a good thing I walk everywhere.
Speaking of walking,I also really enjoy walking the streets of the City. It is good, clean (well, not always so clean), free entertainment. I can spend hours and hours holding Mason’s hand as we explore new neighborhoods and talk about our future. The people-watching aspect is a pasttime in and of itself! I have come to the conclusion that either the craziest people migrate here or that living here makes you a little crazy – or maybe it’s some of both.People move in and out of the City and so do its stores. It’s interesting how often things change…one week there might be a French bistro & the next week there is an Asian nail salon in its place. There is never a dull moment when walking around these streets.
To walk around in NYC one must be dressed to impress…ok, well, not really, but that is what I tell myself so that I can go shopping! That leads me to the next thing I love about NYC: the stores!!! All of my favorite stores from around the world are found here. I can walk up to Fifth Avenue and have the time of my life window shopping as I dream of purchasing the newest Kenneth Cole boots. I love being able to buy the latest trends (mostly at the cheaper, non-brand name stores) and actually wear them without feeling out of place. What is equally great is that I can go out in yoga pants and a t-shirt and not be looked down upon. For that matter, I could probably go out in a clown outfit & people would walk right past me. Maybe I should try it sometime…
I love our church. I love our pastor, Tim Keller. Out of all the things I will miss when it is our time to move, Redeemer is one of the things I will miss the most. I love it’s vision for the city & the world. I love how a church so very large can be so personal. I love learning about our Savior in a deep & meaningful way in a City that can, at times, seem so superficial & mundane. We have been blessed to find our New York family through our church, what a great community of love & faith.
New York City is simply unique, there is a vibe in this concrete jungle that is like no other.The lights, the people, the smells, the sounds, the culture…the legends. I could write so very much more about my love for this city, and I am sure I will at some point, but, for tonight, this ends our post for Manhattan Monday. Thank you for reading – and, come visit sometime!