I might be running out of enthusiasm for this "get to know New York City" endeavor. It is depressing to discover that besides cool neighborhoods with supermarkets that sell pigs' legs, NYC is full of suburbs. Why would anyone want to live in a house on a quiet block when they could live in a teeny tiny apartment & have friends a few steps away, where they can see everywhere in their house all at once & never have to wonder what that sound downstairs is. I left Manhattan 3 Sundays in a row: enough! Spoiler alert: I'm going to South Carolina in a couple of weeks for some genuinely rural-esque R&R. New York should be a city & when I want to be somewhere else, there are plenty of terrific places that are somewhere else. There's NYC & there's everywhere else, & I want to be HERE. Except when I get on a plane.