i love NY -100 things i'll miss about NY ( 3 o f10)

80. seeing famous people everywhere....ok, kind of a lie. i cannot spot one for the life of me. i bumped into julianne moore once in james pearse in soho and didn't even know it was her til craig told me. but craig can spot one from down the block, even when they are in sweats, sunglasses and a hat (he pointed out david schwimmer to all of us at the park friday night).
79. central park zoo. the perfect size zoo (really small), really pretty, and a short jog away.
78. william. he is our superintendent and i love him. this old Irish guy that takes good care of us and loves my boys.
77. watching crazy dog people with their dogs. it is hard to pass someone pushing their dog in a stroller or better yet, wearing them in a doggie bjorn and not laugh out loud. i guess that we will know davis and melissa for the rest of our lives, so we will still get our fill watching them with lyla.
76. the occasional sunday dinner at the Moe's or Whitings. for some reason, i always feel like i've left the city when we are hanging our at the moe's mansion (what it feels like to me) or the whitings tribeca loft.
75. meat packing district. just recently feel in love with it when craig and stayed at 'the standard" for a few nights for our anniversary. i could wander around cobble stone streets for hours. especially when there is a great french restaurant at the end.
74. grimmaldi's in brooklyn. a little scooter ride over the brooklyn bridge, followed by the best pizza ever, eaten with a group of friends in ron's perfect picnic spot is a good night.
73. the sunset over the hudson seen down every street. because the buildings are all so tall, you can't see the sun going down past a certain point, if you aren't on the river. the exception is if you look down the side streets as you walk/run/drive north or south. you get to see it over and over.

72. Zingone's. a little market on our block run by this italian family. it's where i get my last minute groceries, where parker reaches from the stroller to grab a banana/apple from the outside stand while yelling, "i'm taking a banana mary!" (not to me...the main cousin there is named mary). i have my cc on file, which feels so decadent for some reason. the old mom/grandma/aunt runs the front desk and has full conversations with me and parker in italian and has no idea we don't understand her. cousin vinny is getting more ground turkey tomorrow and brother tony will give parker a sucker everyday. they also deliver. if i'm in the middle of making dinner, and am short an item or two, i just call. " hey mary, it's mary. can you send up an onion and a loaf of french bread?" "oohhh. wantchya making? Pasta? I'll send up some fresh basil, too. but you gotta come by tomorrow. i got to should you pictures of tony dancing to the salsa band i got to joey's 50th birthday. you'll die!"...........
71. symphony/opera in the park. which i'm sad that i'm missing tomorrow night cause i'm out of town.