Yesterday afternoon, I took a tour of Holiday House—an Upper East Side mansion that transforms into a holiday-themed designer showhouse every fall. This year, 27 designers were given the task to thoughtfully design each of the many rooms—picking a theme for each space.
Last week, I traveled to the Lower East Side with a friend to see a band, Their Planes Will Block Out the Sun, play at Leftfield NYC. I don’t find myself in this area too often, so I was presently surprised when we didn’t find ourselves totally lost while looking for the venue—it’s near Delancey St., the neighborhood’s main thoroughfare.
In all the time I’ve lived in Upper Manhattan, I’ve wanted to go to a Columbia Lions football game at their 218th Street stadium, but never remembered when football season came around. This year, I made it a point to go and was glad I did. The game I attended, against the Fordham Rams, started at noon, but most fans got to the area over an hour earlier to start tailgating.
On Monday night, I was invited to eat at Barrio 47, an intimate West Village eatery specializing in wood-fired, Mediterranean cuisine and creative cocktails—crafted with house infused spirits. This has been a particularly rainy week, and Monday was no exception. Although I found myself walking, in the rain, in the wrong direction to the restaurant, once I finally got my bearings and found the place—ironically it is very close to the subway station—I instantly forgot about my soggy adventure.
Have you ever heard people try to chalk up someone’s personality to birth order? Like being firstborn, middle child, last-born or the only child instantly explains our behaviors? I mean, people have actually written books on this. I don’t really subscribe to that sort of thing, but I will say, as the firstborn, I like to brag about my younger brother’s accomplishments—almost like a parent.
Want to see a new band, listen to a reading by your favorite author or mingle with book-lovers at a party all while donating to charity? Head to Housing Works Bookstore and Cafe, where you can do all of the above.
Last week, I took a tour of Beretta Gallery on the Upper East Side—and very close to Central Park. I’ve seen images of the store on the pages of IN New York magazine and was interested in seeing the space for myself. The three-story shop reminds me of an elegant townhouse—from the polished wood accents and plush chairs, to the hunting-related artwork and trophies prominently displayed on the walls.
This past Friday, I was invited to attend a dinner and show at 54 Below—a new cabaret/restaurant in Midtown. Have you ever seen the movie Midnight in Paris? In the Woody Allen film, a 21st-century, disenchanted writer takes long walks around Paris at midnight and is instantly transported into the 1920s—the City of Light’s romantic golden age.
Last night, I went to an event at Zarin Fabrics—a staple of the designer fabric game since 1936. I have to say, the space is huge, with a showroom displaying cozy couches on the ground floor, a large room filled with rows and rows of fabric on the second floor—think everything from delicate lace and bright floral prints to rich velvet and leather—and a space for hardware in the basement.
This weekend, I might check out the Food Network New York City Wine & Food Festival, which starts today and runs through Oct. 14th. Presented by Food & Wine magazine, the event celebrates one of the greatest dining capitals of the world and some of the world’s greatest chefs, winemakers and spirit producers.