The block where we now live on the Upper East Side has this feel to it that I really like. Not pretty or cozy. Most buildings seem to have been here forever. And yet it seems to have everything that I need. The subway is literaly around the corner and there are stores and services everywhere. Even the old corner supermarket sells portuguese bread! It takes time to consider yourself a new yorker. By now, I believe that I am starting to undestand what it would look like to feel that way.
