The most popular New York Times article e-mailed today is Corpse Wheeled to Check-Cashing Store Leads to 2 Arrests. I stay in Hell's Kitchen when I go to New York. It's become my favorite neighborhood. My hotel is on 10th Avenue, an old hooker place that I remember driving by as a kid and ogling with fear and disgust. It's been transformed into a tourist hotel where, if you're lucky, you might stumble upon Russian musicians in town to perform at Lincoln Center, smoking in the stairwells. Be Julia and you and your dog Duck will be invited to their room for vodka, cake and a serenade.
Hell's Kitchen ain't your grandma's Hell.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Waking Ned Devine goes to New York
Posted by Judith Shapiro at 9:31 AM
Labels: Dead Guy, Hell's Kitchen, New York
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