It’s easy to get exhausted in New York. It’s not hard to find yourself tired of the “only in New York” claims and decide it’s all just a little too much. After all, you can go to good restaurants and bars in a lot of neighborhoods. You can see shows in many cities. You can meet eclectic strangers in any place in the world.
It’s no secret I don’t plan to live in New York City forever, but I tend not to elaborate on that point when first meeting someone because many New Yorkers are of the “I’d never live anywhere else” mindset.
So when I heard the person across from me express a similar sentiment to my own, at first I thought, This is refreshing–someone who admits life can happen outside of NYC.
But then I thought, Is there any other city that would have a bar so tiny? That would randomly have lots of space open during happy hour on a Friday when other bars in the East Village are packed? That would allow 2 people who know nothing about wine except that they like Riesling to share a bottle at the lone table in the front? That would lend itself to people-watching of the “girl from group of freezing smoking people throws cigarette butt out but it lands in a discarded Christmas tree so she runs over to retrieve it before a fire starts” variety? That has a name that so perfectly reflects the melting-pot nature of the conversation you’re having?
Maybe. But if there is, I’m perfectly content not knowing about it.