By Nick Christophers Shalhavit-Simcha Cohen was blessed with a gift that she did not realize until a later time in her life. She grew up in her sister’s shadow believing that the ideal woman needed to be thin with straight blonde hair. Shalhavit had darker skin and was […]
By Nick Christophers Kareem W. Tyson aka Reem’o Meerak has always been drawn to the entertainment field and wanted to make his mark in some manner. He eventually did when he hosted his own show called REEM TV Radio. The show lasted 11 episodes on YouTube and garnered […]
Take a moment to imagine you are in New Orleans, Philadelphia, Florence Italy or Madrid Spain. What do you think about? Oysters Rockefeller? Cheese Steaks? Gelato? Serrano Ham?
Food is directly associated with our travel experiences. It helps us experience local cultures and in our own lives it’s how we pass down family traditions.
Winter in Iceland, experiencing the darkness and chasing the Northern Lights felt like an adventure worth having. So, why not pack that adventure into a 48 hour excursion to the middle of the Atlantic in November? No reason not to, really. So a 4 hour and 45 minute red-eye flight later (basically the time it takes to fly across the US) I touched down in Keflavik International Airport.
And as I stepped out of the airport into 50 mph gusts of wind and driving rain, in that moment, I was happy.
It has become somewhat of an annual pilgrimage up to Sleepy Hollow Cemetery on Halloween. And just 25 miles north of the city, it’s an easy morning or afternoon activity. Also, since New Yorker’s love Halloween, you can make this trip and still be back into the city by the evening for ghoulish (i.e drunken debaucherous) pursuits.
Wanting to escape city living, at least for a couple hours on the weekend can be pretty straightforward in New York.
Case in point, Croton Gorge Park is 40 miles north of Manhattan (if you have a car) or you can take the Metro North Train to the Croton on Hudson stop. Note: if you take the train you will then need to take a car service for the remaining 2.5 miles to the park (and remember this because I will revisit it later.)
Marc Zappulla has just catapulted us back to a lifestyle very few of us are privy to with his new release “The Last Longshoreman”. Not since Marlon Brando’s marquee performance with “On The Waterfront” has there been anyone to bring us into the life of a longshoreman. Marc who has three other novels under his belt felt that re-inviting the public to this shadowy world would be a worthy subject to write about. Also his father worked on the waterfront as well.
A hearty fall soup that is quick to make and perfect for busy NYC residents.
As I sat there in the spacious loft of the renovated Brooklyn firehouse, I was blown away by the sounds that emanated from the seven-piece band in front of me. They took me on a nostalgic ride to the time when words and music meant something. As one of the lead singers, Dante DeLemos, belted out the lyrics to their single “A Revelations Gonna Come” it catapulted me to the sounds of The Eagles and a bit of Bob Dylan. The band has been officially together for a fairly short time, but some of them have played together for many years in other projects.
It’s mid October and the air has begun its inevitable plummet into the cold of winter. However, first we get to experience the beauty of fall when nature dawns her gown of golds, oranges, yellows, reds and browns. As she dances through the chilling days she paints the trees with a picturesque luster to steal your breath. Being locked in the city, however, can leave you separated from this unfolding glory. And yet, a short 30 minute drive can deliver you to Raccoon State Park. I can think of no better time of the year to enjoy this state park than the fall season
