This is a tiny street with a lot of character and can be often missed. I love the little brick houses and coloring of the street.

Coming back from from New Haven, we got off at Grand Central and he took me down one of the concourses to the place with the vaulted ceiling. He stood at one corner and I stood at another and we whispered into the walls, our voices drifting across to each other.

This little French-Morroccan restaurant is a perfect place for meeting artist friends and, of course, great escargot.

Here's what the world used to look like.

A now-iconic Chinatown eatery with a mouthwatering menu of health-conscious eats.