Five things that make me feel like I actually live here:
1. I have taken a bike ride through Prospect Park and can now tell you where to find the guys that play drums, the time and location you’re likely to see a cricket match, and which puppeteer to avoid (as Cranky put it, “Brooklyn: Where Even the Puppet Shows are Creepy!” We’re working on a T-shirt.
2. Our weekend routines. On Saturdays, we get up early and meet Cranky and Toddler J on their corner to walk to the farmer’s market at the other ened of the park. We buy as much fruit and vegetables and bread and eggs and apple cider as we can carry, pile a bunch of flowers on top of that, and trudge home. On Sundays, Mr. Spy and AJ and I walk to Mass at the church affiliated with AJ’s school. Afterwards, we get more coffee, either at a bakery or at home. Then AJ and I take a Frisbee to the park and alternately play Frisbee and watch Toddler J play soccer with a bunch of other preschoolers, all of whom seem to have the dimmest concept of what soccer means but are generally in favor of running around with balls.
3. We notice things change. Like the house across the street that’s decorated for Halloween, with tiny ghosts hanging in the tiny tree in the tiny front yard. Or the maples in the park that are just starting to change their colors.
4. We notice things stay the same, like the trio of umbrellas just off the park path where someone is, apparently, living.
5. The things that both stay the same and change, like the Manhattan skyline we see from our window that fades and returns to view with passing storms, whose lights change patterns and colors according to the season and any recent accomplishments of area sports teams.
5 things that are notable about my neighborhood
1. The corner store carries only organic milk,which is five dollars for a half gallon. You have to work to find non-organic food, which you will do so that you can afford your grocery bill.The local grocery carries non-organic eggs, but they are always hidden in the back and sometimes you have to ask for them.
2. If I want to drink a cup of espresso at a marble-topped bar, there are multiple options within two blocks, all of them good. The best one is at a restaurant run by Italians where the music is always either stunningly good or abysmally poor and never in between.
3. Athletic kids are hard to find. AJ tried to join a basketball league and only 4 kids signed up. Not for the team: for the entire league.
4. The smaller the apartment, the bigger the dog. What possesses someone to keep a great Dane in a studio apartment? I’m sure I don’t know.
5. The rudest pedestrians are inevitably white women between the ages of 25 and 35, with or without male accompaniment but always without children.