If you are joining us “in progress” on my New York City posts, you might want to scroll down first and catch up. Briefly… We are in New York for Mommy’s fantastic Carnegie Hall debut. Yes… THAT Carnegie Hall. Scurry, scroll down, quick quick quick, then back to here…
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So, since Lynn (a.k.a. Mommy) is off to rehearsal, I find myself with two little girls. By myself. In New York. We grab breakfast at a diner a block away, then stumble upon a playground. Really? A playground? In New York? City?
Yes. But not just any playground:
Because, when you think of Hell and the Kitchen, you immediately think of Swings!
The Girls: la la la la la. We’re in Hell!
Seriously, a former “bad” neighborhood has become tres chic.