Of all the neighborhoods in New York, Tribeca is probably the one Adam and I visit the least. Neither of us knows why this is since our favorite bar is the lounge at the Tribeca Grand, and we like that hotel so much at one point we considered getting married there. Maybe it’s the fact that since we’ve become official suburbanites we’ve spent less and less time pretending to be the polished sophisticates that hang out in places like Tribeca. We set foot in that neighborhood and the locals have got our number. They know we spend more of our time on the couch watching things we’ve TiVo’d than living it up among the glitterati of New York City.
Archive: January 10, 2010