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.

Easing in the park, the city facing you and traffic honking its way over the Brooklyn Bridge. Best enjoyed on a late-summer afternoon/night.

Great film curation, cocktails, and restaurant. They keep the foodservice and theater separate which is great because I get distracted easily.

One of favorite museums in NYC.

All the pretty green things you need to lush out your apartment.