When I first rolled into New York City on a Greyhound from the Martha's
Vineyard ferry terminal back in 1981, I never dreamed I would spend at least
the next 26 years of my life here. I was crashing on the floor of my former
college roommate's studio apartment in the far West Village and I hoped, as
I meandered about those maze-like streets, that downtown Manhattan would someday be my home. After protracted periods of life on the Upper East and West sides, I finally settled in Greenwich Village with my family of five. With an office in Soho, downtown is pretty much my full-time stomping ground.
Mornings are perfect at Balthazar in Soho, where the locals meet for blazing hot coffee, bread, and pastries baked at the Balthazar Bakery next door. Farther west on 12th Street, the new Cafe Cluny has a quiet neighborhood feel and plenty of free newspapers to peruse while ... [more]
Andy Arons, Gourmet Garage
Little Italy really is little. The area is a string of Italian groceries, restaurants, and cafes that run the five blocks between Canal and Spring Streets on Mulberry and Mott Streets. Her sidewalks are packed with happily gesticulating and laughing people. Cross the street heading south and hello Chinatown; step west and you are in Soho. Visit Little Italy to eat. Visit DiPalo’s at Mott and Grand to take a little Italian fare home with you. The Festival of San Gennaro is held in Little Italy at the end of September. If you’re in town, visit then.