Now? The humble knish. buying the knish off the street was a hallmark thing for me. Such a simple bit of behavior: asking for the food, giving my money to the man in the cart, walking away along Central Park South with my package. I pulled over, unwrapped it a bit and stood along the wall, and watched the people continue in their hasty Christmas blur all around me. Just then I began to recognize the moment for what it was. The meaning began to seep in just as the steam & savory smells escaped the package.
For my next trick, I'll tell you things like the magic during my arrival, the non-magic job hunt, the one-story-as-a-microcosm-of-the-greater-story moment I had this morning, and other stuff of my first month-plus in Manhattan. Spoiler One: Despite troubles, It has been the best discovery of my life, in key part because I know that as long as I'm here it will never end. I know New York can always find ways to be new for you. Spoiler Two: I've kept falling in love with New York at every turn, even though (even AS) it was trying to murder me (true story; next post, I promise). That & more to come, now that I've finally GOT A JOB & have allowed myself to exhale & think about things such as posting to my blog.
P.S. Searching for images, I've just discovered that 2013 is a Year of the Knish ;)
So how about that!