From right up in Harlem yesterday (Masterchef Australia inspired me to go visit the 'heart of southern cooking in NYC'), all the way down to Chinatown today, Carly (a close Australian friend staying with me at the moment) and I have had the diversity of this city THRUST in our face. Carly, having only spent a few days here about 5 years ago, is finding the blatant, unbridled rudeness and attitude of some people (keyword SOME, today a lovely man offered her some of his mini cakes out of a brown paper bag he had just bought) a little.....overwhelming. Yesterday, the ticket machines in the subway where we were trying to catch a train were broken, so people went up to the workers inside the station in the booths to help. These women literally did not raise their head to multiple New Yorkers yelling and waving at them, trying to get their attention. It was actually quite incredible to watch really, it takes a severely confident person to shut someone down like that!
On the flip side, the pure dynamism of Chinatown was infectious, and we had the best day wondering down Canal Street, buying bargain stationary and fruit. My craving for dumplings was satisfied at 'Excellent Dumping House' on Lafayette street, as was our desire for a cheap (and tasty) meal.
On the flip side, the pure dynamism of Chinatown was infectious, and we had the best day wondering down Canal Street, buying bargain stationary and fruit. My craving for dumplings was satisfied at 'Excellent Dumping House' on Lafayette street, as was our desire for a cheap (and tasty) meal.
