1 post tagged “suburban exile”

An apartment in Paris and a loft in NYC would be ideal, and if picking just one I'd choose NYC, even more specifically, the top floor of the Piano building, on W. 46th St. -- once a piano factory, now lovely lofts. I like Chelsea and all, but Hell's Kitchen is still my favorite neighborhood.  I'm pretty confident I'll move back to NYC in the next few years, although suburban life has its charms, I suspect there will come a point I feel m work here is done.

One of the big upsides of the burbs is trick or treaters. I had 187 kids and would have had more but just before 8:30, I ran out of candy. Twelve huge Costco break room sized bags! I heard turnout around here was good, so I thought a dozen bags was more than enough, but no, it seems I under prepared. Probably because the neighborhood is notoriously safe, and the first town heading north from Detroit parents bring their kids from the city by the van load. I forgot how excited kids could look at the prospect of free candy. They were exuberent in wishing me a Happy Halloween and shouting "Thank you!" as they'd race down my porch steps and toward the next house. You don't see that in the city so much, as parents keep shorter leashes on their kids and opt for parties in lieu of door to door solicitations for sugary snacks. I was relieved there was no candy left for me, although in retrospect, I was secretly hoping a few Tootside Rolls and Reese's cups would be left over. I was more than happy to part with the more traditional candy bars - Pixie Stix, Milky Ways, Snickers and a variety of Nestle's crunch. Yeah, I gave out the good candy. And not those teeny Halloween 1" cubes either, but the almost but not quite full sized kind. I'm not going to lie, I wanted to be one of the "good" houses.

Next year I'm taking my candy vig off the top.