The city is starting to come back to life, and I have a flight home that promises not to get cancelled. Meanwhile, before there was Sandy, there was joy. Things I loved in the city:
This foxy doorknocker in the West Village, which reminded me of my Burberry crush.
Kissing pumpkins at Lulu Guinness on Bleecker Street:
Discovering Brooklyn’s Fort Greene, complete with autumn leaves.
An evening at The Standard Grill, ever chic (with the best photo booth in the basement).
Pumpkin doughnuts at Doughnut Plant in Chelsea, my favorite NYC treat.
Iron and webs for the holiday that was cancelled, in the West Village.
An autumnal afternoon on a bench in Union Square Park, where I watched a couple kiss like it was their first date.
Walking to dinner at Co.
A window filled with tiny paper artwork at the beautiful Pushkin on 57th Street, near 5th Avenue.
My temple of doom.
Pumpkins for sale streetside in the Chelsea flower market district — an experience not to be missed.
Gorgeous autumnal displays in all the restaurants, including Gramercy Tavern, where I had butternut squash soup with chestnuts and lobster. It’s about as perfect as a restaurant can be.
Lunchtime tradition — my beloved Union Square Cafe. Eat at the bar, share incredible salad and pasta and laughs. This is the Barefoot Contessa’s favorite restaurant in the city.
A stop into Fish’s Eddy for kitchen-addled, table setting bliss.
A skeleton in the moon at Tinsel Trading Co., Martha Stewart’s favorite store in all the world — truly.
And sidewalk wisdom that I found walking the streets.