Wednesday, 30 May 2012 00:00I love going to Manhattan. I can’t count how many times I’ve gone to Greenwich Village, Madison Square Garden, Central Park or South Street Seaport. It’s a great place to hang out, and it serves as a melting pot of culture and excitement.
One of my favorite spots is the Comedy Cellar on MacDougal Street. It showcases great, stomach-grabbing laughs and occasionally, hosts some big name comedian who is never listed on the set list, so that huge crowds don’t pummel the basement-dwelling laugh-house.
Another spot I enjoy the Peculier Pub on Bleecker Street. It serves beer from 400 different countries and is low-key and quiet. Another spot that tickles my fancy is Please Don’t Tell (PDT) off St. Marks Place.
PDT sits adjacent to Crif Dogs, a hot dog hangout…but you wouldn’t know it. To get into PDT, you have to go into an old school, 1920s phone booth inside Crif Dogs and dial the number of people in your party and a sliding door opens to a host or hostess to greet you.
PDT used to be an old speakeasy during Prohibition and Crif Dogs served as its proxy for the authorities. Inside, the club still honors the Roaring Twenties, with bartenders sporting old-time pre-Depression garb and music that would make any jazz fan or blues lover…like me, feel right at home.
The city has something for everyone and everyone for something. There’s one thing I always say though: The best thing about going to New York City…is coming home.
This was reinforced to me last week during a meeting on a local housing development, which if approved would have a skyscraper-like quality to it. The board was unhappy with its height.
I’m all for developing Long Island and making it a location on par with other popular spots in the country, but not at the expense of losing that quality of life to which I’ve become so accustomed.
I love being able to wake up in the morning and not hear the honking of horns outside my window. I appreciate walking out of my house and looking at green grass and not grey concrete.
Create commerce, give people a place to live…showcase Long Island, but leave the skyscrapers 30 minutes west.
Would I mind living in New York City? I can’t afford it, so scratch that. Do I like to hang out and experience New York City whenever I get the chance? Without question. Anyone who loves a bustling metropolis needs to experience the City That Never Sleeps.
Just let me sleep quietly on the island of peace and serenity.