Fall in New York City is a brisk walk through the Union Square Farmer’s Market. It’s that time of year when parks welcome ice skaters and sky scrapers cast shadows on the streets before we leave the office. Our Fall brings corner vendors with everything you could possibly need to survive a NYC winter. From hot dogs to animal head beenies: you need it, they’ve got it. A New York City Fall forces the half of the Island that doesn’t like football to get on board for the sake of “fitting in”. Some close up their homes in the Hamptons while others move into dorms and get ready for school at NYU. We start to recognize the neighborhood homeless as they prepare to settle in for the cold winter. Many of us cleverly think up the perfect Halloween and SantaCon costume and properly attend every masquerade ball within a 2 mile radius…we don’t like to travel too far. Central Park fills with athletes training for Spring races and spray tanners rotate through salons like its an amazing race. Its time for the ritualistic swap from a closet full of summer gear to your best winter wear. We always, “forgot we had that”! No self respecting local steps foot into Macy’s and we welcome tourists with a smile and a gentle shove in the right direction. Every year New Yorkers claim to hate those silly street fairs but tah dah!…there’s another one and you can’t help but admit that there’s something a little special about them. There’s something a lot special about New York and as Thanksgiving approaches, I am forever thankful for what this city has to offer in cultural, financial, artistic and inexplicable richness. A New York City Fall can’t get any better than a brisk walk, hearing the sounds of a hundred languages but only listening to the words of the ones I love.


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