Chelsea was on the books for a while. Jennifer had read the article in the NY Times and decided hosting a stranger in her studio apartment would be fun. Turned out she was right! I’ve been pretty busy with my new job, but we went to Socarrat Paella bar for dinner one night and she showed me Art Bar, which is a good place I never knew about (even if its not technically in Chelsea). We also went to a gay bar as I felt that was kind of required for a true Chelsea experience. Jennifer wisely noted that “now you know what its like to be a single girl at any other bar.”
Chelsea is a great neighborhood, and it was a nice transition from Inwood (and an easier commute). The building has a beautiful lobby and I’m a bit jealous of Jennifer’s apartment. She started renting it shortly after 9/11 “when no one else wanted to.” Even though she’s been in this place for 10 years, we share an affinity for having a lack of stuff. Jennifer told me she regularly gets rid of things and it doesn’t look like someone has lived there for 10 years. She had also just come back from Berlin, where I was for 10 days over the summer. It was fun to compare notes.
I ate a few home-cooked meals expertly prepared by Jennifer and it was really nice – eating at “home” is a rarity during these nomadic weeks. I even made breakfast one morning. We didn’t get a chance to play rock band, although I’m invited back for that. Jen is also a belly dance performer, and I’ll be sure to catch one of her shows in the coming months
This was neighborhood number 51 of 52. Last on the official docket is Forest Hills, Queens!
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